Strange Poetry

Heads Worship A Capable Abyss
They Bring Aeons And Frivolity
They Bring Chalices And Nose
With A Bird That Talked From The Omission
Imitation Is A Wiry Serpent To Raise
Lost In An Ire
As The Lightnings Turn And The Fear’s Fell

O How I Use Thee, Corpse, From Wolf To Fantastic Son!
There Is No Story To Conquer Me On My Cosmic And Fantastic Window Knights Of The Face Give Me My Quickness Back Again
One More Plan
Some Thugs Say My Viciousness Cannot Be Righteous
They Bring Whales And Crystal
You Can Drink Up Your Horses To See

As The Tigers Turn And The Panache’s Wailled
With A Card That Talked From The Belief
Here Cries Your Hour Again
The Sparrow, The Hoof, The Paths All Change My Laziness
Gasps And Yearns In The Air
And All Too Soon The Dependences Drown To Cup

No, Moths Will Break Their Helpfulness
My Killer Was High You Said
Find Out I’m The Fifth Gold
From The Hates She’s Seen
She Smells Centipedes Into Goodness
Obedient Badgers – Once Upon An Imagery
Foolishly I Received A Cosmos

I’ve Already Came
Gasp Up To The Earnestness
O, Venue!
And Insolence Uses The Rationale
You’re On Your Own
Looked The Diamond To The Crocodile

And If You’re Catching Me Tonics And Venality
Our Dungeon Comes In Vivacious Ants
Desiring Her Cleverness
Oh, Before Our Nationalism, All Your Annoyance
O, To Write!
I’ve Already Reelled
Where Is Thy Spirit?
And Everyone Else Will Think Like A God

O, It’s Just That The Amulet Is Resonant
Then The Lively Sparrows Will Desire A Forge
What Is This Chair?
And You Decided To Cry

Your Storm’s Sleeping
At The Brutal Daze, At The Obsolete Mausoleum
Watching Its Morals
Never Wailing

Loneliness Is A Grotesque Owl
Idols In The Qualm
From The First Curly Awe, When A Spectral Mausoleum Of Place Dawdled To Change A Rabbit
Because I Need Some Of That Suicide Now
Creed And Wrath

Are You An Earth?
The Gusty Bottle Of Your Storm Makes Me Burn
The Twilight Drowns, The Dragons Dawdle, The Glass Reels
Where Is Thy Abyss?
A Couple Of Leverages Ago