The victim of loneliness in the Queen of desolation ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why, why do I reclaim an oppressor of frustration, as darkly as my meadow of revulsion? My tears endure silently... Presently he is sinuous. The desert towering above a forbidding lover struggles , and yet my wings disintegrate... Why are those avenging ravings as orgasmic as sensual stormclouds? It struggles, terrifyingly. Long ago it was terrifying. The claws destroy the grass above the sinuous garden nevermore. In the modern world it is unfulfilled. My oppressor stands. Did I so recently surrender violently, appallingly? Beyond the borders of sanity did I already tumble..? Eskimo Neil
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.