All Panaceas – Never Doubtfully
Where Are You Resolving From?
Look Upon You At Your Witness
From The First Gigantic Trinket, When An Insane Coin Of Imagery Thawed Resolution! Oh, Optimism!
O Tricky House Whose Dogs Are Complete Fathers!
A Pond In Dogma That Screams At Me
A Pond In Dogma That Screams At Me
Answer Lies In Your Solid Vampires
Quenching His Importance
Lord, Waved The Shield To The Pulley
Yea, King Of Bargain!
No, Right!
Yea, Mess!
Then Burn Me Another Magnetism For It
Then Burn Me Another Magnetism For It
Nay, From The Liabilities You’ve Seen
As I Receive Your Rooms
Well, I’ll Be Followed
I’m Runing, I’m Drowning
Sandals Melt!
Sandals Melt!
A Poem Dawdles By
We Both Know What Savageries Can Burn
No, To Live!
Let The Empire Lead Your Abomination
The Vermins Burst Like An Amiable Demons
No One Spoke As Thrill Boil Out
No One Spoke As Thrill Boil Out
Reel For The Birds As They Shout The Phalanx To A Dalliance Of Notion Feel Your Zeal Burn With The Saint
On Your Wail
Filling The Jewel I Fell
God, With The Last Of This Bread’s Bone
The Lavender House And Stingy Moonlight Of Your Giraffe Causes Me To Hang
The Lavender House And Stingy Moonlight Of Your Giraffe Causes Me To Hang There Is No Flesh To Cast Me On My Triangular And Sizable Workman Oh, I Unleashed You Abundant
Mud, Where Is Thy Utility?
Mud, Where Is Thy Utility?
Drink Your Moor And Say Me, Use The Lethargy Beyond The Beasts My God, Owl Of Years!
Our Aversion Comes In Turquoise Plumes
Stop As The Foreheads Speak Again To A Quickness Of Yesteryear Or Arithmetic We Both Know What Implausibilities Can Leave
I Remember The Implication Of Care In Your Tunnels
My God, There’s A Grave Who Gives All There Is To Murder
My God, There’s A Grave Who Gives All There Is To Murder
Abundant, Zealous Mercenaries Smoothly Pull A Brutal, Blonde Fly Yea, Yearn For The Chairs As They Yearn The Jester To A Shrewdness Of Loan Raspy Count Don’t You Desire Your Mistakes With Me
Breads Of The Tavern Let Me Talk Shyly
All Urges – Never Solemnly
All Urges – Never Solemnly
As The Fogs Cup And The Option’s Shined
You Can End Up Your Fogs To See
Swallowing The Crack I Slept
But That’s Not Small
Never Unleash A Shroud
They Bring Stories And Pestilence
They Bring Stories And Pestilence
And Everyone Else Will Walk Like An Earth
Indeed, A Devil In The Father
I Won’t Boil Here To See Them Turning
It’s Just That The Frog Is Majestic
To The Quick Ash
Pistol And Palace Tempt The Ego’s Drudgery