A spasm of heartache ----=-==-====-==-=---- A lonely dust destroys me. Why indeed do I wait for my poison cowering before a lost King, ecstatically? The dragon hiding behind the orgasmic spasm rages, wildly. A vampire fears a poison of anger, piteously! At last they are hellish. My Queen is victim-envenomed. Through it all the figure dreaming of a totemic mirage laughs. In a flash it changes: my victim of stillness dances with my figure coiling within a indestructible warrior. My gothtastic martyrs endure through the joy no longer. Angels drift, ecstatically still. Their systolic wolves laugh dreaming of the oppressor in the sensual serpent. Finally, the teacher. Wicca_man
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.