The Light Brought
Oranges taste best among the hill-fed
steep like slanted masks and dew berries
but how beautiful the rays of change do wave!
and tumble
With ever-longing withals their streets abide not long
but for the keys do flail and wave,
stay down among the hill-fed chainly
open to thine own reprieve, released
and waning
Jumbled stiff but wiggling among the hill-fed...
...our eyes do meet the foreign dreams
of whales and plains of amber-laden seams,
chaste beyond the sinew chains grown gripped
to keep one down above the hill-fed ladles too
and wailing
Poodle ties and fleeing ghostly turds abound
nestled deep detuned to floppy strings and boiled steep...
...G within the minor mode does tremble,
hearts alight to sounds of rocks and cliffs of umber lays
frayed mane like lions caused and bangs
of Lucifer's tall triumph waned and flipped
he crumbled.
steep like slanted masks and dew berries
but how beautiful the rays of change do wave!
and tumble
With ever-longing withals their streets abide not long
but for the keys do flail and wave,
stay down among the hill-fed chainly
open to thine own reprieve, released
and waning
Jumbled stiff but wiggling among the hill-fed...
...our eyes do meet the foreign dreams
of whales and plains of amber-laden seams,
chaste beyond the sinew chains grown gripped
to keep one down above the hill-fed ladles too
and wailing
Poodle ties and fleeing ghostly turds abound
nestled deep detuned to floppy strings and boiled steep...
...G within the minor mode does tremble,
hearts alight to sounds of rocks and cliffs of umber lays
frayed mane like lions caused and bangs
of Lucifer's tall triumph waned and flipped
he crumbled.