Searching for my petals
In a padded cell I die , but roam scratching at a female teacher.
Wings plot stretching beyond a shaman!
Roam, seethe searching for my oppressor!
A werebeast crawls!
Did I still howl agonizingly?
The lovely garden speaks , but my worlds tumble agonizingly.
It hates their explosion bursting forth from a grim martyr, vainly.
Why are those vicious wounds martyr-enchanted..?
My formless figure uses me...
The ravings rage smilingly inside the woe.
Black Heart Of New Jersey
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.