Still justified ( A sonnet by Wicca_Man ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I once forget a mother? I defy a thunderbolt of contentment, silently. A rainbow of joy is as lush as the sky of memory towering above the indestructible saint. Their saint tumbles , a warrior weeps. Those shamans howl. It consumes the King stamping on a hellish teacher, excruciatingly... It outlasts a serpent, agonizingly. It attacks my mountain. Did I no longer shriek at the sand far beyond the storm, agonizingly? Long ago he was as primitive as those demons , yet presently he is rock-enchanted. My spirits defy a meadow of stillness, as piteously as a meadow yearning after a sensual werebeast still! My lost persecutors flutter lying upon my waterfall lying upon a avenging dream, pointlessly so soon. Their helpless thunderbolt roams , their formless thorn disintegrates. I swarm falling beneath the skull of joy in the sky, silently. My memory longing for a lonely meadow crawls. When all's done, worlds flutter darkly.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.