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I can't see the morning
in a twist of grace
the permanent dawn sets
Release me
Of lands lost
the shame at hand
I dream of pardons
when I meet my man
She whom holds destiny
betrays the winds
oh holy virgin
lease your sham
Bestowed upon guilt
the relent of mad
censored imagination
by the imbecile
I stole my dreams
never to wake up
In a token of witts
the surer gland
No mythic stare
in giants lair
A property of denial
on every chair
To deem the retractable face
of a million damnations
The false pretence
of the mirror lake
pity sake
the washing machine is tender
no famine in the gardens
tensious imflamatory limonade
to be victimized by an immortal
No fashion dolls sinister mood sways
the game maker pays
I hold life
Picture the immoral venture in pride
a vast immaterial synchrony
the prior of and to none
a cycle of sun
in memoria
Two folded cards
the players shout
I can not purvey this insolence
in the swetty palms of dialect shoes
a lizard paid his way
Was it a dream of what I saw
to walk alone in hell
two seconds of eternity
in which I dwell
Meet the merry prankster
no shouts
no doubts
the cascading shadows make
sweet bossom cake
a fleure de lys
into the woods I sink
where liars scarce carry banners
where lyre fierce bury standers
to allure dawn
the night swimmer
no tendencies of late
your mate
leads the path
think not of thus as smart
upon covens skyclad journey
the fraction police
I knew them all
In silence they must prey
for remembrance day
and who is to pay
for ethereal winds
I drink to thee oh pious wanderer
for what I just did
I couldn't help it
she tricked me
and I fell
into a well of wisdom
dainty dainty in the hall
tell us who is to rule them all
she strips naked
while I know the truth
in her veritable eyes
the practitioners sentimentalist adoration
was nothing but a lie
This day no way to die
picture sand
picture ocean
and a tree winging
A cloathy swarm of these illusions
brings me back to where I belong
my dreams took hold of me
and I can not wake up
without keys
seize
passion doors
in endless corridors
while immaculate vending machines come to life
the aches and what I saw
a take of what could not exist
resist
your cyst
insist
and shed a tear
which the green frog swallows
while my shoes have worn off
the names no fiery dust
reamers crust
too official for a lawsuit
against magick
To tell you again of what I saw
houses with the noise of melding metal
a man in a desert
hammering rocks
socks
stocks
take a piss about the enemy
show the maniac a way out
for he saw what was not there
the evil eye
that burns of everything
watch out, wash out
any pious plead of innocence
a wish I was sane
Take me away again
for I dare not touch
they loathe at such
a dreaming stake
prying lakes
a venture in dreams while awake
the border police
cries empty callings
for an inside job
No dreams to dire for vindication
A pictoresque swarming
hear thy name a second calling
The bleak honesty prevails
on diaplex gardens
an attempt to lease
the feasty gimps
to retract inevitable verity
What I crave
invincibility and a shave
clear cut
shut
mutton pastries
and leases
To astound on simplicity
the improper thief
walks
attribution squares
and triangles
meet an end
The fervent gone
a priority of none
nuns
and isolation
in the squadron of ladrones
A quiet simplicity hauls
the reattainable shame
of garden variety
To bare insult on my name
this sheer lucks rammed burial
no token
the cards are wild
for what spoken
the grave's beguiled
Awakened thus to an appology
The gnave's touch of reality
his shoes as they letter
the road
A taste
in haste
For retribution stroll
share a shadow
witty gazers laud
stare the mitigated lands of myth
into conventional sanity
While pretty preachers sink deeper in on the conversation
an imminent portrayed figure and his tail
shake the floor
walk into the gates of hell
Thus a liaisons cry
soaked in myrrh
the honey swamp
frowning stirr
Show thy face below
reptile glaciers
and punctuated agony
in false pretense
Dociers milky sanity
the bloke is tired
of sanctuary walls
Prauncing legit
and fairer laws
Praise her for her pain
no shame
fair game
The fuse is lit
her mind is lost
eternally
I had a name
it was shame of game
why worry
eat some curry
we all know our names
let's cut to the chase
a sick phase
the moors
cascading lights
sin sinister sin
the grown within
no passion play
a dream of may
and
binge the bender
upon city heights
the victimized
A breach of broken arrows
the deemed horizon's call
a dream of destiny
sacre ceur
I've never seen the likes of her
to a voyance clear
a second stair
limits
it's been a long day
waiting for the rain
a sheer luck's gnave
the honesty is packed
with silence
I never shun
for no gun
of the daybreak
two faced vendors shared
a ticket for the fence
a from hence
illuminate
the fleure fleuse
a casket myriad
no fame along the road
toads
I forgot
glares the vision of pride
a lock of hair
tares the sunflower
into pieces
into oblivion
The rotting fesces
and pain staking evidence
of shame
where guilt has a name
A drawn command
communication
the taste of communion
Oh tensious clouds
burn the skies
so I can climb
Laugh your way out of this
while punctuated remarks of joy
lean on
Learn the inevitable manner of fact
we all die
just a matter of when and whence
sugar cube mountains
paint glaced darlings
upon soaking wet
umbrellas
what you fancy?
Cheesy looking fellows
falling for empty love
it's too basic
like frowning over late supper
while chasing rainbows
in the backyard
goldylocks must be blind
under a vengeant moon
the sinister row
their boats ashore
roaring invisible sanctimonies
the dame's resting on introvert cushions
it's all pictures in the gallery
swell
dwelling in hell
taste of memorial bitches hymns
for retribute lies
shy on empty
live with it
The glorious shall fall
in autumn rays
a leaf clings to the wall
wet
moist figurines
what is behind it
Welcome to the garden variety showdown
in paradise
drifting sanely amongst evil
the good saints call
she is such a doll
the toll
of lunatic sailors flutes
in rapid make haste horizons
the sea of choose to be
pantyhose fame
short whiles
spitfire
name your instancy
of inadequacy rails
timber winds
and shut doors
The burial drums
shorter than minded
buffoon's winter bed
Don't try crawling on an empty stomach
what seems easy
is a trap
sleazy
barrow mounds
and touchy aches of nerve
lease the wind
Come morning regrets
while dissolute gangsters
merry pranksters
for the next dish
washing relentlessly
and pride
into the wild
where the innocent dwell
No devil in disguise
met these heights
to endure sobriety
high society
they used to be alive
Mountains blue
stuck immorally
between sheets
darling beauty
so
Ashamed honestly
of toilet rendering
intolerable shoes
pardon my french
Quelle que cheuse la vie en femme
sont ans un tete a tete
avec les infernal tribu
un nommes des guerre
sacre bleu
grace
the infallible patron
wakes to
church bells
while
curtain women mend faces
to curiousity
can't see
free me
The loose fiction of tyranny
blends into snow
lenses glow
repentantly
The myriads in care
share stares
of the uncanny
deemed unescessary
portraits of shame
guilty bares thy name
where did her freedom go
A pond
Grow the heights
on your shoulders
loose a diamond dream
upon silk feather moon's
reaming melodies
Scarce is the fall
sugar
glimpse breaking shattered
invited by fools
to this tender garden
hand-shake warden
bliss of enmity
naked before me she lies
to verify the light cosmic waves
shining
through the door
and an imbecile dark
the fashion spark
pretty like the wind blows
listen to the cracken choir boys shift
a snake drift
a loony whiff of tobacco
soaking blue
ladder's due
name your price
Evidently
The sane man laughs
perdition ignites
upon lavished certainty
the tide breaks soon
Shallow the worthiness
of an early grave
met
set
let
the leapfrog mentality of a succubus
I waited for so long
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