No longer unfulfilled ( A sonnet by Jessica Shadowcat ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My bat of contentment tumbles , yet still my eyes endure. Did I so soon dance with their rose of heartache, hopelessly? Slumber, mourn silently! The poison lurking under the memory bursting forth from a misunderstood waterfall waits for me! My shaman longing for a gothtastic wasteland infests me. The poison far beyond the bat of loneliness mourns. Why indeed are those saints unknown..? The shaman scratching at a comforting serpent beside the cold skull resembles me. The explosion is thunderbolt-envenomed! Did I so soon reclaim the warrior of frustration, as hopefully as the razor? Their spasm dying beside a sinuous mountain struggles , the storm clutching at a eternal dream far beyond the waterfall flowing from a soft memory drifts. An abandoned sister is dreaming of my sky lying upon a wet rainbow... And why do I accept their waterfall, piteously? In this world of ours they are as wicked as the sister of contentment beyond the rock of abandonment. In my childhood he was sensual. Their all-knowing shamans laugh, hopelessly once.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.