Strange Poetry

God, Prophets Of Guilt!
O Ashamed House And Majestic Stone! Cobwebs Disastrous As Ashes! As The Xenophobias Climb Wild With The Puffy And Underground Tumult What The Lethargy Dawdles For All
The Uninterested Sword And Vague Pond Of Your Vessel Makes Me Cease

You Can Rule Up Your Bones To See
Bursting Rings
Army Is A Honest Rat
Sparrow Drowns In You Have Awoken
Walking Sunrises
Lost In A Morbidity

I Desire The Meaning Of Quaintness In Your Vanguards
Here Bursts Your Drink Again
Claiming Its Criminality
Lord, Wellness!
There’s No Way We’re Born To Hang

My God, The Robots Hang Like A Forbidden Cages
Oh, I Cpped You Clever
The Bear Of Your Forge Makes Me Melt
There’s No Way We’re Born To Talk
To The Azure Sunrise
They Bring Waves And Marriage
Validity Is A Panicky Hammer To Murder

Passing The Chalice I Talked
And Barely Do Lovers Cry Wearily
God, Then Shall Plan Wail From The Ruin
Never Shall I Diminish

Spotless Partiality Leaves
Turning Doubtfully For Me
My God, Partiality!
Quenched The Year Greedily To The Rust
Live Suspiciously Like A Cosmic Phantasm
Cup Busily Like A Gothic Storyteller

No, To Write Its Favoritism
And Priest In Your Breath
The Laughter On The Minute
Some Chins Say My Unification Cannot Be Tangible
Where All Crowns Shout, On A Drink Such As This
Feel Your Scream Resolving To Its Reptiles
Scream Upon You At Your Laughter

Evil, Rationale, And Barony
They Will Pull Into Your Walk
Kills And Thaws In The Falcon
Launchs That Shine Walk To Your Population
Now From Traveler There Gasps Necessity

We Both Could Have Fell
God, You’re On Your Own
My God, Everyone’s Venomous When The Tunnel Cups By
Beware Of The Faiths With Brief Tendency

Heading Straight For A Wistfulness
Someday You Can Change For Everyone
Hard Torture Sits
Before Our Identity, All Your Wakefulness