I'm supposed to be weird
Molds apparent failings
Different
In the spectacular appraisal
Financed time above my ability
Oscillating chair of content
My burden in a stainless glass
The choir of a jacks escape

Howling brief
Causings sickness
As illness relents
Withering spines
Hamper of tincture
Imbibe mothers rot
Again the poem of gamble

I have trouble with your musing
I reflect the reflection I can ponder in lens

That lens is sad

Bean, seed
I hadn't
Hid
Before war
In land
They bury
Them, will approach
And I am with
The renew of them
Putrid day I leave
I leave as one bean weeps
Against all mountains

Arching brilliant fortress
Play angles again