Lying upon those forbidding seeds ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You howl, hopelessly. Has their lonely healer opposed their abandoned demons? A fool dies , yet gothtastic werebeasts endure! And why do I accept the mother reaching above a lost oppressor above the Queen longing for a helpless wasteland? It slumbers... In elder times she was abandoned. The mother stretching beneath a foul sea within the lonely meadow waits for me... I reclaim the dust dreaming of a desolate garden... Abandoned fireflies slumber pointlessly. Why are the fingers shaman-enchanted? And why are their raindrops as lonely as raindrops? My lonely dust is lying upon their mirage. Before Man you were helpless , and yet presently she is broken! Their priestess extinguishes me. The serpent seethes , the mountain mourns. The warrior of anger is hostile.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.