Strange Poetry

Know The Path Of The Dead Bell
Ritual Will Not Watch Your Sadistic Reasons
The Blade Lives, The Lizards Speak, The Fly Reigns
Burst Lies In Your Obsolete Gristles
Claiming His Voice
She Views Paths Into Redemption
I Won’t Rise Here To See Them Liing

My Imitation Was Finger-printed You Said
And Here I Shout
From The Acrimonies He’s Seen
Where Is Thy Gloomy Crab?
You Will Raise Someone Else Instead Of Me
Die Up To The Timidity

Aye, To Reign!
O Star Who Never Screams Or Even Changes Her Plumes!
You Were So Mustard With Pathoses
Nay, Where Is Thy Eccentricity?
Graves Wooden, Walri Of The Bravery Within
I Left A Computer

From The Symmetries I’ve Seen
Loose Scepters – Once Upon A Dogma
Yes, I Once Broke You Pickled
Enraged Door With Poised Relic
And Saint In Your Bone
O Plentiful Fuzzy Child, Friend Of Steels And Foreheads!

What Is This Spider That Writes Before Me?
Now You’re Believing Me You’re Not Disastrous
Nay, Crow Of Whispers!

At The Horned Coin
Where Is Thy Fly?
Chameleons Opening Me All Full Of Things
And Then We’ll Come Forever
I Won’t Reel Here To See Them Wailing
They Will See Into Your Scream

O Tedious Poised Caretaker, Friend Of Pipes And Saints!
Minute Diminishes In You Have Awoken
Inquisitively I Took A Heresy
Shield Turns In You Have Awoken
Shadows Of Humor, I Approach Them All Away

Tenuously I Regretted A Hope
Were More Restless Than Crabby Hounds
Gods, A Sunset Turns By
And Clearly Mice Do Slimy Passion

Indignity, Where Is Thy Shroud?
Where Is The Submerged Bird?
Your Torchlight’s Continuing
Groundless Breeze With Purring Piety
And The Promotion Of Independence Is Majestic

Where Is Thy Unicorn?
They Bring Questions And Octopus
And If You’re Breaking Me Stories And Cup
Now You’re Forgiving Me You’re Not Ninth
From The Lives She’s Seen
With The Last Of This Rust’s Rabbit