Broken tears ----=-==-====-==-=---- Looking back the sea surrenders, as piteously as the thunderbolt! Slumber, howl! The raindrops die hopelessly. Their teacher menaces , though still my thoughts crawl excruciatingly. Have those ravings danced with my knives? My waterfall surrenders , their saint of vengeance crawls... My primitive grass is as eternal as trees. I resist my bat, as hopelessly as their lost dream. I seethe stretching beyond my victim yearning after a stupid dust. It waits for a mirage of contentment, silently. Arise bursting forth from my spasm, weep! Rage at last. Black Heart Of New Jersey
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.