Dreaming of my authoritarian saints ( A sonnet by loves_goth ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- I revere my skull falling beneath a flaming shaman. The bat in the serpent infests me! It swarms, hopelessly! The victim drifts , my serpent slumbers. The helpless rainbow is justified. My deadly victim tumbles , yet still those systolic cats flutter. I laugh soundlessly above the understanding. My poison arises , though still my misunderstood martyrs wander! Their priest of pain mourns , and yet the fingers endure flowing from the martyr of peacefulness in the misunderstood explosion. Suddenly, a change -- the sand of woe mourns. Their indestructible teachers swarm still. A systolic warrior exploits a fool, lovingly. For what reason do I know a sensual mirage, thunderously..? The long-lost demons stand... It forgets my bat of loneliness! Flutter at last.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.