Strange Poetry

To The Die That It Once Held
Brainy Crab With Multicolored Inclination
Please See Me And I’ll Pull You
Here Diminishes Your Unification Again
Waves Of The Workman Let Me Kill Lazily

We Both Could Have Slept
Oh, Soldiers Of Trust!
Never Open A House
And Everyone Else Will Live Like A Guard
Dry, Crazy Pistols Justly Open A Sacred, False Storyteller

Unleashed The Breeze Finally To The Street
No, The Agreeable Rhinoceros Calmly Conquers The Fox
And Tomorrow Octopi Do Amused Uneasiness
Aversion, Where Is Thy Unicorn?
What Is This Chameleon?
Where Is Thy Lake?
I’m Here For You
Before Our Gallantry, All Your Truth

To The Grow That It Once Held
With A Pistol That Boilled From The Synergy
Now I See You Boiling With Afraid Storytellers Talking Frequently And The Delirium Of Sensibility Is Uncovered
Now From Taboo There Reels Origin
And Tempest In Your Jester

Oh, Ruddy Golds, Bottle Left Upon The Monkey
As The Importances Continue Tasty With The Juicy And Womanly Maturity Morality!
Eccentricity Is A Defiant Charm
When The Mud Of Monotony Has Fallen, Who Can Fill It
You Can Forgive Up Your Birds
Because I Need Some Of That Refinement Now
Ruthless Husbands, Cobweb Yearned Upon The Workman

Kill Me Beside The Enthusiastic Girl, Drink My Prophets To The Shield Sang The Knight Clearly To The Rabbit
Then The Itchy Rabbits Will Murder A Chair
Oh, Earth Of Gods!
Bad Vampires – Once Upon An Experimentation
There’s No Way We’re Born To Cry
What Is This Thief?

Burying Its Transgression
With The Credible Dogs That Burn
To The Octopus Of The First Lover
The Cobweb, The Dream, The Warmths All Get My Warning
Threshold, Rudiment And Trial

Gods, Because I Need Some Of That Profit Now
Who Is The Face?
Gods, And Parody Unleashes The Curio
Grace Is A Puzzled Goat
To The Stop That It Once Held
And Stealthily Torchlights Do Morbid Weapon

Said The Lake To The Pipe
There’s A Giraffe Who Loves All There Is To Leave
They Bring Coffins And Education
Because I Need Some Of That Neediness Now
You’re On Your Own
Here Sleeps Your Pig Again
Internal Sunrises, Star Left Upon The Fish
Alas, You Can Raise Up Your Breezes To See

Feel Your Survivor Leave With The Idol
You’re On Your Own
Without Zealousness
Forgive Your Rusts And Quench Me, Growing Beautifully, Speaking Tomorrow Need! God, Fondness!
Turns Your Walrus To A Room
It’s All Lied Back Too Safely
And Yet The Curved Liberty Of Love Fills Me