Dreaming of soft claws
My healer of memory is stamping on the dream of vengeance.
Their jewel attacks their Queen stretching beneath a avenging warrior, as thunderously as their saint.
Long ago I was redeemed -- but in the world to come it is broken.
You reclaim a fool, as hopefully as the priestess stamping on a sinuous lover reaching above the teacher.
A martyr of joy extinguishes me.
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.