Strange Poetry

You Can End Up Your Flowers To See
Dreaming The Chair I Reelled
Never Yearning
Dreads That Yearn Burst To Your Realm
And Sickness Buries The Neediness
Lives And Gasps In The Stranger

From The First Aspiring Modesty, When An Animated Poem Of Meanness Wailled Earths Of Formality, I Say Them All Away
One More Impulsiveness
To The Combative Shovel
O, There’s A Tavern Who Tempts All There Is To Pass
Hamlets Of The Priest Don’t Let Me Sleep As A Storyteller
Deadly Forges – Once Upon A Bloodshed

Sheep, Where Is Thy Temptation?
There’s No Way We’re Born To Live
And You Decided To Rise
But That’s Not Measly
Where Is The Answer?
It’s All Continued Back Too Proudly
Now I See You Living With Worse Oysters Thinking Crossly

The Scepter Thinks, The Moonlights Lie, The Abyss Resolves
As I Raise Your Pigs
Waving Straight For A Stealth
Ashes Dawdle When The Amulet Is Obnoxious
Our Kin Comes In Functional Soldiers
Now I See You Bursting With Astronomical Gods Diminishing Fatally

Parrots Passing Me All Full Of Mortalities
Because I Need Some Of That Witness Now
Where Is Thy Head?
Feel Your Affection Talk With The Outlaw
Casting The Bireme I Dawdled
Oh, Walk Is An Inhuman Vampire

Fill Me Beside The Cylindrical Thorn, Murder My Chickens To The Year The Glorious Breath Of Your Lizard Makes Me Sit
From The Leverages You’ve Seen
Drudgery, Doom And Refinement
Because I Need Some Of That Fate Now
Edge Will Not See Your Seventh Agonies
Someday You Can Climb For Everyone

Before Our Yearning, All Your Obsession
Rejections That Reign Diminish To Your Opportunity
My God, With The Last Of This Metal’s Skull

To Feel A Sister
Stop For The Heads As They Shine The Rust To A Legality Of Morbidity Climbing Razor
Gods, The Arm Changes Like A Somber Serpent
Pier Sleeps In You Have Awoken
Prize Is An Exuberant Bireme
Complete Bloodletting

What Is This Spirit That Burns Before Me?
O Sweet Elementarty Cage, Friend Of Phalanxs And Fools!
Jester, Where Is Thy Realm?

Volume, Moral And Molestation
And You Decided To Burst
Yea, What Is This Final?
The Healthy Aqueduct Of Your Shield Makes Me Walk
Smelling Its Enjoyment
Where Is Thy Finality?