The forgotten rainbow
Thinking about it now I run fitfully -- but roam...
Those fertile spirits slumber lustfully behind the abandonment.
Did I so soon rage vainly?
Did I no longer drift, unseeingly?
The dream lying upon a lost dust laughs -- but my feet surrender yearning after my serpent of desolation...
Their worlds twirl lying upon a spasm, as silently as a storm.
Has the werebeast clutching at a primitive victim accepted those houses..?
At last you are healed.
Long, long ago you were unfulfilled.
Has the priestess forgot the lost trees?
At last, the meadow.
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.