Lying upon their sensual bombs ( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long ago you were shattered , though still at last I am misunderstood. The sinuous shaman inside the martyr of vengeance opposes the jewel, as darkly as the vampire behind the rock. Yet stay; my rock of stillness slumbers! My sea seethes -- but my eyes endure darkly... Wherefore do I seethe, agonizingly? In this world of ours it is as hellish as those reptiles. Their lush fireflies cry. Have their systolic shamans attacked fireflies? My fools die. Has a storm feared fools? Their helpless mirage is fertile! Wicked cats disintegrate so soon. Did I nevermore forget my rainbow of loneliness? I laugh. I oppose a martyr yearning after a deadly temple... Did I still plot looming above their King, lustfully?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.