New Equation
6-5-20
All in Summer's old fashioned miracle
And our song for the animals of Give it what I'm tingling
Ten months we smother and no lover intimate tragical
I call her while I can as to kiss you as we pretend
As the close of the criers of ones awareness
For the review of the Bruise defeated as an ear inclined to heaven
Walking with me so says she o, quite an offer for bees and their filtering hum
Among other ceremonious for Tibet Pilistatens
And management apart from Armaseddon...
Stimulant Conducive (Far Treasure)
6-5-20
A different worth as to pass it by
And to climb a tower of freedom
In your own seeing side comely in the crooked
Like thistles into this crime wolverine sacred and comely
North of Crete more tea a pour for free
In that sometimes the stimulant can be conducive in far treasure
To surmise the night
I be a Jew inwardly
In they whom look upon relativity
In comely reckless I fill it as Boazarus
To such John a touch below a weekend vigilance
In brandishes and climes....
Hello, Hymn Homeric
6-5-20
As one to carry water for Jesus
And his daughter that there exists
How better than a jewel
All in our old school
Few select do but visit me
upon marble Key for the plaits free
Andy think new your soul to be O little love
My dreaming among young maidens where to bind is blown
As to savor thy rending mouth of cold uncanny
In wayside passageways in the memory of catiyclism in Sartorians
In Mycencean times and bronze rue my pacmen to the day we call it another
Where heroes flourish.....
Like A Needle Steadfastly
6-5-20
As stern drinkers the north magnetic
I see my magenta card imply as to be given the news
That she roves ever fixed as yet mixed in the sort of her gladness
As to writhe like a dove like a needle steadfastly
Picking on D. H. Lawrence south with flying curds
Yet to cartwheel sometimes essential even fixed as yet to the now
That she is free in wrath to a sudden jet of blood and pale mold to begin and whiten
I turn and set like the lady about on hamlets
As I rise in joy and peace on its Jesus jealous of Buddha
As it's still only illusion....
Scarce Of Diadems
6-5-20
In days of dew
Years as to estimate
The pearl I'm ready when you are
For nested in a jewel in our school for the fool
At Golconda Tis India
All the days through service of arrows
In a mnt smelling abode in nutshells gambling
Down for tonight's tea and words for me
And flesh in the ford I start a new book infirm all break being in the Sutras
And the Gilgal for tries and pitas with crying in candies
I knock written to fury and set for ram holds of dust
We're losing you as you do your thing...
Far Treasure To Surmise
6-5-20
As to critique the feral
And compare the eye with its ears
Mind these that look upon you
In another boat esteeming all poverty
for something of the more
I'm back at it
O, might I miss it as beauty does
As the turntable spine and our own going
Is as to live for such this teary and shaky blot about the bad times
As to estrange this pearl for another limelight far curious in our family
There exists a geld plate on which is engraved thy law
Up the word as to solace to know
As I escalade the peaks....
Sure Tis India
6-5-20
To miss it and beggarly no
And the estimate of the peril swore Tis India
And all kinds of damsels looking for another keeper
Of notable photo ops and its distance to manifold and our smile
For nine more days how nester than a germ in the whole new dear
As to do our cheer and dive right into me with your fishes
As they teach no shorn envious coming to naught
And soar to maim our harassing orbit
The truism of Sumerian
Here's a check with seven zeroes
Far to enter the cradle and I do well if this is all I do today
For a smile of mine each way in another....
Cohens Of The Commonest (Of Black Contempt)
6-5-20
Of Comrade and Arioch
Where she tells me to take it easy
At Golconda as novelists in pistachios like to be the Jew inwardly
Far reckless the necklace and its distance as to stress threads in it and stay in touch
At Golconda and its distance to behold as rovers' teats
Nickel in our fasting on a thousand weekend warriors to step in at the beef barn
Thrice as prevailed for ten more centuries to eliminate the pearl to ash
Where I'd like to meet the queen as soon in satori
And a promise of heaven on earth....
Gun Of Golconda
6-5-20
Living with ferrous gain
I head on down to its first to have it
In a spectator sport designated to ease Exeter is as shape as hands grip
For Golconda without a sting plaza
I trove it just in time for that which ensign its far therefore to sunrise
Free tis India trips to going to be a provincial one
If so this is want to believe couriers within
To seem like his insight all day long
O, night I be and for a new uncanny grind of cool cedar...
Etruscan Neighbors Tis India
6-5-20
Violent to meet our queen for yours to befriend Atlas
I prove it and soon move it thorn there enlightens a gold one without a sting
To estimate the peril how better than a cornerstone compelling enough
For the Greek driver of it and lust for it
In by attempts for prized
And parts yet sharpened O enter Enuma Erich on for our chimes
Smelling as to the series of our counting
Too where alcove I need not be now better
Than to look for a rustler in the wall
Never not from love to call in the new of myth
Across the sea....
Steer "Where!"
6-5-20
Plunder in tankards and snow white pens
We'll travel in all that love vats
"Not too fast"
So cast my lyric
O, who goes there
In the Nile that won't bring
As the tale preserves out on our seventh sycamore
Which are in our uniforms in thieves distant
For plans of no such haunts of plethora and agave
Just find and come on in served for the right time in mouths
As to steer, "Where!"
Just bring and begin for announced fish
Having the sunrise and morn plan
For out painter's note on flow day
Nettles to come between thee
O, mind you in all familiar just to know it....
Between Greeks and Trojans
6-5-20
Coffee is sound for the first time since Wintertime
For tankard and spoon and always blameless
Amongst saints you to march the common ground
In the undercover so sovereign and a car to drive
To the occasion as would as for legendary heroes
On our own residing octave in tankard and of spoon
As to stuff whom may stem of our better man's farm
As the worthiness victuals of language oil and butter on petitions
Was for musketeers where in reclined ways oxygen as your world would deny you then
On the wayside palace walls....
Smiling Upon Yesterday
6-5-20
Instep too vast from air interruption
Thou incongruity of the revision for the mule put in place
In a clear posture in Greek and Roman
For our Creek for the after instep too fast for intervening
Of readdress two worlds care for fresh air blowing to the oppression in our mixture
Appointed approved in the stem of the sinew step-sensation at sunrise
Never any born on the snores of the Acorn chilling in the achievement
Where we life the flesh door in life of fast reading
As to declare its myths and discover into lessons of love and loss....
Need Some Assistance (Perforated)
6-4-20
Nechlegs and Demobelosis
List a hunter and twenty
Also I glow in situations
for all of our drawbridges
"Who goes there!"
As to sneer "O, where"
Picking up this piece of Mom's dumb beeves
Two late now train and togil perforated
Just act still picking on Emily Dickenson
You to pulverize our chorus in writing and tonight it's magnetic north
In permeating Greek myth insight tress on moony need love our assistance
Of frieze and razor and soon time to cheer up Barnabas
Going and Assenting of thorn and sagebrush's distancing of men and oxen...
What's Stopping You! (To Blog Somebody)
6-4-20
If all in all the signs and me
Cries as the dusk this neon in subculture succored
Bean flames for making it today
Getting the job done as to total thee ball as seen
As grownups spring among metal run lovers in opportunity leftist
Coming C-Cretia shining salesman as bridges spurn plenty of stroinmen
Like a folk of stimulus
Heed and Hethar consciously as Sun
Let's keep in touch
In how April lives anon riffs womanish
The west as trade winds in faith thou voice nothing final
Awash as 'twas us often dark of terror....
Gustave Gusto
6-4-20
'Twas up and a reason to get back in there
To celebrate another victory
As I ceremoniously two for two pawn of us
How Athens in your children kings mighty thunderbolt
My skin comes in for my muse and colt
And something quickening out the decimals like an amphibious sentient being
In order to be somebody for our own dear life
A reason to nod ahead secondary shin and hours of gluttons
From ginger triumphs in the love she is drinking
And in costumes in the face of steel preconceived
Given a reason to live outward....
Chanticleer Echoes
6-4-20
Row on much beard briny
For the fan disc the cold is splashed to inspect my simple spirits
For our privilege to start upon as stern
Taking after attitudes and all gratitude
In saints of maturity on the round nine
Wishing me milling through as to enjoy classical myths
For uncensored sovereignty and shekels more to roll back the mileage
As May passes too in water assigned of our own venomous lair in song
And all stem known in our seventh cyclone
Burning my giant in flowers and another vision
Vivid of the mold and pulling for mercy...
Dime And Nickels (Flaming Frost)
6-4-20
As one to take down the predisposition
And remain no longer the propitiation
In our twelve orchards and tepid days
Anne, the weathervane somnolent
To love the best of us
Looking the nest of the wren
singing for us of us when the tide's Alull
I want it for a tortoise call for a shady friend hill
I stand and weep as to cram a ghost for resonance remembering
Over honesty it is still cunning
And I make the best of what I already have
In grappling suspense
Weal's spilling so this too appalling
Over horned Being
But a nose in home surname
To raise a toast...
Thirde Frishe
6-4-20
Healing Hecine and among Aphrodite astir in Dionysus
As I keep canning so and no true racks all to a place of reason
So under terrors how simple it is in Treks much for in friends in my brain
Just look at the houses remaining myself in the lame boots of Lear again
I get used to it same bad news
Feverish again no more
How easy the torment of treatment
Tis so appalling
It enlightened just to see what lost
All in prowess consolation
And no such conversation up to my deaf ears
On bread trays as to kin's insights
No pay in a call today
As done easy in our revealing trays and templates
As to kill iniquity and pay a call today
Floral Commendable
6-4-20
Cellophane Ceyx and Autumn aclove
With a mind new for chocolates
Living off of what I have in store
As to begin to tell myself to pacify your soul
To Swan, a ghost daring color in hopes to be appealing
In plains of reason
Where I was a day shirt diverted
All in Criteria and Legend bandwagon where I'm clean
As for in vaguely opportunity as to restart them
In buttercups of whom for blood
As to be blackish rend as to walk a line of faith
Caught up in circumstance of axe familiar
I step out nights for faith alone....
Hush (Only To Me)
6-4-20
In grimaces for the glucose
And back in business to me quite sure
In churning cells to ghost challenging us as busy workmen
Fundamental issues mark of ones real liking her book farm
In the casino out hammering
Just where is is happening
For all violinists in compassionate lies
Again to cinnamon cells and lurching seas
And Frisco hour of mind on one thing
As to the I Am convinced
O, how to plan in these of Organdy
Much equipped to find it
Now in the man made island
On territories
Don't try to force it
All in our Messianic apocalypse
When my ship comes in...
Souls Far Away
6-4-20
How bark the bellow
Tools to touch the passionate
In gets much better down that road
This chin up as sins rain
For the ghosts of our house and adrenaline
Hearing hutch easy to me where the flower blooms like madness
Of Organdy for it kings obliquity nimble
Too soon for the exhortation
On with Otot and review of rebukes
Of another resolution
Of single spruces soaring fun
Announcing wealth in your finger
Trying to wake up for the care
A little to the e-train
For fatigue hour of mind
Searching Muslin souls
Far away.....
Temple Shell Ordinance (I cannot Communicate)
6-4-20
If you think you know the trial
To take our view for tea and lemonade
Yea, to Heim on down to right on with it
where I don't know what to tell you
Trying much to sell you
Through the phantom me
Myself O how hour counting it
With my breakthrough to be union free for Franky
O, how we died to it
O, my God's rest two days
What the polish picnic on June nights
For Simmons one by one
How numb this I stood and wept
In our own madam boulevards
Where lights are of shortness
And I color her jungle naughty and nice
Of our woman bluebird and common marketing
Hush To Me (Say It Again, Saxon)
6-3-20
Teaming with our Tomcat
At our walking game of godly deeds
Amongst the reeds of sin willing the target
Yet still as one to win
As the bolder facts that it's always too soon
Singing Muslin songs far away in these of Organdy
Therewith its participle in me
Daubed in mud and Hid blood
And frigid as this
I weep and stir indeed
Just to picnic with her
Calling on Otot as harmonized
By lies
How numb the bellow fetid
As with discord most of the sermon laundry
Go for the burgers
Say it again, Saxon
In diatonic of dry spins....
Remembrance
6-3-20
Two months solid of men
Carousal situation
It sounds like me in pretzels craving for the yet
Outside the companion zone of the studio
In remembrance of Doritos
Be not lean mocking
Not even now
For songs of our Holocaust
As the originality of the law
Rome with me by a push of joy
And a stack of pantomime
Leaving it up to me in the dark among cunning coils
Left in the dark nothing we put to the axle
Of a red moon deadly melatonin
In burned ornamentation
Gold hard core with these dedications
The way I like it....
Sunrise Wash (In Memorex)
6-3-20
Following it to Tolonou tearing the terrible
Verbal and priceless the Wars of Dolor
all for the picture of cooling frivolity
All for needles of the powers as to trace the well
Where it rose inside my head
All up on our member of this desert no longer resented
Yet evergreen for needles going ten more rounds noncanonical
Indian smells saving four
In me all gangs
For my old own altar
This is the hand of surprise
Washings to rush in peace
Why not that it comes on again
Now to the rule of had desires
Myself, me to charge....
Me Charge At My Altar
6-3-20
For reverence upon horizons
And taking a park trip for poetry's sake
To pierce blessings sufficient
And sirens of caring
Night after night our crimson highways
To western mistresses and East monger materialization
We want for nine aloud with odds better
Where we get our kicks docile
That the waver is in hair on heaven
For guilty pleasers all in sacredotal rankings
Of leaves that are already green
Given hard my paperwork in people work
In olives otot in literature of nought
Needing another lifeline as ways to a million...
Per Chance (Pre-Capitalization)
6-3-20
In the safe ride out of our maize otot as we care
Being taught of our cases for treble swell
I put it on to prune but not in vain
In newness of covering rituals sitting on our otot
According to what we've been taught
For careless contentions of dip and varnish
For the trip we learn to banish
In neighbors of rebuttal and qualms
Time spent in this yet sapient on my way to summary and carousel
Never the old for thin and with odds praises in bed
And a song of purple change manifold
For anguish in blessed Ether and eloquence....
Transpacific Morning
6-3-20
In our Barracks calumny and literally
I give the coffee another chance
To put up my intro and take down my ukelele
In driven Reveille in that was once straight
Feeling like taking it back again
Knowing the diligent accosting myself
Down time in the city as a friend
You little keen run its wave
To desire if in that want to be where the Landscape listens
Having impurities from all imperial admiration apocryphal
In Downs come of all neutral new canvas charismatic
To say your own rain over your snake
O, let's rock waning morning's fire....
Flush Polish The Heat (In Smaller Puddles)
6-3-20
No carnage at my own altar
And models on dreary days
We chance it as to reverence on ones own entertaining hill
To have no need in spirit riots
To push and please not desires this trancendance
As to climb from the clouds and leave room for a riff
As called dummies grow
We cringe at my altar
Productive merriment
Leaving the Lamentations to the living apricots
In our primitive and another rebuke for the taken up of the snow
As felt upon seasons where it's timing to the saint
Where the joy is counting them
Where we take it from you...
Hybrid Rule (In Proper Reveille)
6-3-20
While watching you flow while learning
You listened in want of my music
I can only hope ye of mad celibacy night expressions
Now for you and I
Tis the season delight our own look of our vine
And its onyx far as no hatch can improve in primary corners
In thanksgiving hymns to carry us and I long to see you and pay my due
where it's time to distance
A two-four to learn where monsters are
Optimistic by far in succession
As we hook up
Ferry of what of as music to enlighten
The dragnet....
Like The Heat
6-3-20
All in our light house
Spiritually interpreted to see o, what if my music
To put up the markings and take time for the ukelelie extinguished
As of now of wanting lamp watching limit as was of curtains
Tucks and Spirit of light
Yet satirical in the work of terrible shells
Literally our difference as markings are gone again
For out Daddy's business
Seeing some saith for our light house
spark of the leer
Of death where romantics are for our own Miller stand
As to dig what's left as to extinguish new from you
Wanting it diligently....
