healthy in the mind
the lord of the yellow
ooh, sounds like a fertile escapade
what do you think people?
towards a distant speck
the speck gradually resolves, revolves
because its metaphorically, non-metaphysically perilous
isn't that right exploitatons
fruiteered
Tesalf the Dark One
i'll cosmicly wallop you all
eater of sheep
horns on the beach i'll have
life-giver
the flies on the moon
no want of conscous
hold it that i call
my verse astonished
give me aid
as your my master now
damn
i vow
i can not boast my silence
sins will die
leaches of the sea
mammoth among the spirits
awaken