( poem | sonnet | epicpoem | happypoem )

Their all-knowing victim 
Long ago it was werebeast-envenomed , and yet in the world to come they are healed. 
Now they are black. 
Wet thoughts swarm ecstatically. 
Die, speak dying beside the lover! 
Did I so recently discover a waterfall reaching above a lost vampire, soundlessly? 
In the garden, after the rain!
Sister Darkness

See jbrowse.com for the original code. The online version available there has been throwing a 500 for some time now, hence this page.