in process

As sparse cries far and wide
Forge the silence of foreign pride.
More defy mortifying skies
In appraising glance to therefore fortify.

Morbid lies.
Culture cultivates the crops
Left from the fox then scavenged by hawks.
And last spring box springs coiled in bulk,
Though haunting offerings bring soiled hope.

As sparse cries far and wide
Forge the silence of foreign pride.
More defy mortifying skies
In appraising glance to therefore fortify.

Morbid lies.

Culture cultivates the crops
Left from the fox then scavenged by hawks.
And last spring box springs coiled in bulk,
Though haunting offerings soiled then hope.

Gallop but cant canter with valid plantars.
We saddle up glanters in expanding pander.
But the commanders trochanter is banter,
And sirs, answers for standard transfers pranksters...

As
sparse cries far and wide
Forge the silence of foreign pride.
More defy mortifying skies
In appraising glance to therefore fortify.

Morbid lies.

Culture cultivates the crops
Left from the fox then scavenged by hawks.
And last spring box springs coiled in bulk,
Though haunting offerings soiled then hope.

Gallop but cant canter with valid plantars.
We saddle up glanters in expanding pander.
But of the commanders, trochanter is banter
And sirs, answers for standard transfers pranksters...
Cranes stir before being slain,
And rangers paint birds... bleeding stains...

A piece I started this morning. Trying my best to stay on a 'symbolized' subject of warring nations ....

As
sparse cries far and wide
Forge the silence of foreign pride.
More defy mortifying skies
In appraising glance
to therefore fortify.

Morbid lies.

Devine culture cultivates the crops
Left from the fox, then infiltrated hawks.

And last spring, box springs coiled in bulk,
Though haunting offerings soiled spent hope.

Gallop but cant canter with valid plantars.
We saddle up glanters in expanding pander.
But of the commanders, trochanter is banter...
And sirs,
answers for standard, transfers pranksters...
Cranes stir
before being slain,
And rangers paint bird bleeding stains...
Raiders and razors scrape 'seeming' lanes.
And tracers embrace a tapered freezing rain.

While condemned art embarks, close the door.
Defend not, benchmarks, that hark old lore...
We intend lots with sent cards but hearts tore.
Intensive plots and penmarks, tear apart more..