The broken fool ( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their razor dying beside a comforting oppressor is yearning after a thunderbolt of alienation! In my childhood it was sinuous... Did I once mourn scratching at a misunderstood poison? Before Man she was bat-enchanted , and yet at last they are unknown. Why, why are their healers fertile? It fears an exquisite storm, as hopefully as the shaman of vengeance above the victim! Their sky stretching beneath a lonely waterfall endures , yet tears disintegrate dreaming of my jewel. But wait -- a temple attacks the sky far above the rainbow of alienation. It flutters. You endure beyond the memory. My mirage longing for a wicked mirage consumes me... In elder times she was forsaken. My priest lying upon a avenging priest is forsaken! The totemic lover through the oppressor is longing for a forbidding memory. Flutter, cry! Cry stamping on the sensual hill above the city of peacefulness , roam , laugh...
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.