Brandenstein's Monster Poem by BRANDEN B. BRANDEN

The anger boiled up inside me messily until
My comfortably self sat in blue
Somewheres in the middle, Plato told me never
Of the world is made of roaches too
Interesting told me of and up an down
Happy has itself a furry on hoof
mr. cummings said saying said,
The king from the basement comes
Gwendolyn has a chandelier Brooks,
Leo Tolstoy's on the roof
House the sun settingly, hellos on the floor are run
To the feet of, bowing, the goodbye, setting sun