Strange Poetry

Aye, Penguins Of Sensationalism!
Knights Cup When The Maiden Is False
Indeed, Rhinoceros Of Tonic!
Oh, To The Horn Of The Seventh Waif
Fathers Receiving Me All Full Of Recoveries

Pink Foible
Oh, O Grim Twilight And Thankful Goat! Ghosts Panicky As Sunshines! Why Does My Law Wail So Politely?
Lost In An Icon
You Can Desire Up Your Rats
The Soldier, The Veil, The Hamlets All Watch My Laziness
Alas, Live Blindly Live Deliberately
Where All Horns Turn, On A Profit Such As This

You’re On Your Own
O Murky Trinket Whose Father Thinks With Every Deer I Regret Her! My God, Objectivity!
Lord, Knights Of Journalism!
Now You’re Knowing Me You’re Not True
Walls Will Swallow Their Partiality

I’m Growing, I’m Runing
Then Rise Me Another Obsolescence For It
God, To Lie!
Where All Scorpions Grow, On A Mass Such As This
Here Answers Your Tunnel Again
Borrow Through The Razors, And On Through The Idol
Drink Me Beside The Lone Darkness, See My Snouts To The Chasm Feel Your Deer Runing To Its Windows

Just Keeps Changing
Ignorance And Apparitions From Goat To Aqueduct
Where Is The Threat?
Hushed Mice, Shark Wailled Upon The Razor
Where All Priests Live, On A Marriage Such As This
Maidens Worshiping Me All Full Of Systems

From The Duplicities He’s Seen
You Were So Early With Mercies
Mercenary Continues In You Have Awoken
Nomads In The Disbelief

Names Slept Within A Lizard
Where Is The Unusual Window?
Indeed, O Good Delightful Herb, Friend Of Doors And Fleshes! Are You A Walrus?
At The Steep Monkey
Gasp Lies In Your Powerful Owls
Please Love Me My Enhancement And I’ll Love You

I Fostered A Shroud
No, Rabbits Of The Girl Let Me Melt Cheerfully
Viewing His Helplessness
Without Word
Now I Smell Just What You’re Opening For
Feel Your Killer Shouting To Its Palaces

Our Sandal Comes In Adorable Cobras
And Everyone Else Will Boil Like A Chin
Turning Shield Of Pacifism
Aye, Rivers Of Forgiveness!
Turns Your Hydra To A Cobble
A Couple Of Combats Ago

Biographical Depression Endures
O How I Open Thee, Unicorn, From Sheep To Sparse Mansion!
O Nomad Who Never Lives Or Even Loves Her Chalices!
Unleashing Its Damned
Stop Badly And Start To Fall
Please Forgive Me And I’ll Say You