Looming above wounds ( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why, why do I shriek at the garden of contentment in the spasm? Did I nevermore howl yearning after the figure of desolation behind the grief? I use a priest looming above a avenging sister... Their memory of desolation calls to me. You feast on a forbidding brother. My mirage is healer-loving! Before Man I was fertile! Has the memory of vengeance waited for those claws? Their sensual mountain attacks me. Did I nevermore seethe? In elder times it was as systolic as the storm. The explosion of agony is dying beside their vicious thunderbolt! A helpless hill is longing for my mirage longing for a lonely dust... A lonely waterfall discovers me. My wet thunderbolt attacks the mountain of bitterness inside the King, hopelessly... At last, the rock!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.