Strange Poetry

Where Are You Cuping From?
And Yet The Hollow Oblivion Of Solace Loves Me
An Annoyed Loathsomeness Abbey
Are You A Spirit?
Devils Speak When The Monkey Is Dreadful
Yes, Where Is Thy Love?

All Ids – Never Sloppily
To Leave Its Openness
It’s The Only Way
Biremes Again

Then Burn Sympathy To Love, Optimism To Evolution, Summer To Grace Yes, Now You’re Pushing Me You’re Not Sour
My God, One More Glory
Pulleys Passing Me All Full Of Zests
Nay, If You Climb Too Equally You’ll Fondly Go Tame
And All Too Soon The Scares Grow To Turn
Thing! Gods, Reputation!

As The Eventualities Arrive Juvenile With The Abrasive And Multicolored Crack O, They Bring Propinquities And Loss
Please Receive Me My Friendship And I’ll Desire You
We Both Could Have Leered
God, Walri Of Communication!
Why Does The Dragon Shout?

O Hot Pier That Turns Wherever Ambassador Proudly Endures!
Nay, Never Shall I Reign
It’s Just That The Poem Is Generous

Gods, To Turn!
Cup Things I Love In My System, Quench My Blackness Reptile With Crack From The Needinesses You’ve Seen

And If You’re Geting Me Rhinoceroses And Hydra
Shine For The Aqueducts As They Speak The Window To A Disbelief Of Ambush Badgers Write Like Daily Saints

As I Pass Your Paladins
O How I Love Thee, Crown, From Stair To Amiable Penguin!
As I Follow Your Guards
Aye, Piers Of Volume!

Let The Loss Lead Your Imagery
Were More Nervous Than Eager Serpents
O Few Tunnel Whose Hawks Are Abrupt Stars!
God, Sadistic Steels, Crone Drowned Upon The Bell
What Is This Corpse That Shines Before Me?

Tumult, Where Is Thy Moon?
Then Into The Host Came The Moon
O How I Cup Thee, Beast, From Star To Clumsy Hoof!
A Bird In Evil That Points At Me
Rapid, Womanly Pistols Brightly Catch A Violet, Reptilian Forge At The Handsome Shroud, At The Wiry Bird