So soon sunken ( A sonnet by Excessus ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I once infest a wet mountain? It shrieks at the thunderbolt above the priestess! I dance with the serpent of joy within the thunderbolt. Did I still seethe violently, unseeingly? My spasm is as orgasmic as a serpent of joy. Has their waterfall of stillness rode their abandoned stormclouds? Why indeed are the familiar raindrops helpless? Has a skull resisted their formless raindrops? At last you are sensual. The dragon within the teacher of revulsion is stamping on the explosion dreaming of a long-lost serpent... The figure bursting forth from a misunderstood razor in the formless priestess crawls , but memories flutter soundlessly... Have the eternal feet waited for priests? You slumber appallingly, terrifyingly... In this world of ours they are cold. In elder times I was helpless. Their angels slumber fitfully.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.