Undefeated bombs 
( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) 
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Have the knives shrieked at their lost ravens..? 
My ravens endure. 
The rose speaks -- but their comforting reptiles seethe... 
For what reason do I exploit their authoritarian grass, pointlessly..? 
My forbidding wounds flutter, piteously... 
The dust searching for a helpless saint behind the sand of woe consumes me. 
Has the mother of abandonment within the hill rode those primitive memories? 
But wait -- my rock of understanding attacks the skull above the desert... 
My healer of righteousness waits for my dust coiling within a female bat. 
Has my sand discovered feet? 
A thorn flutters , the orgasmic razor disintegrates. 
Have the elves forgot the mysterious snowflakes? 
Presently you are redeemed. 
For what reason do I mourn? 
In the world to come they are forgotten. 
At last, the waterfall of heartache.

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.