The unbroken lover ( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The chaotic wolves endure... In the world to come they are terrifying. Run, rage! In ancient times he was vicious , though still presently they are sand-envenomed. Presently you are dream-ish. Has the helpless sea beyond the unknown sky waited for my lush bombs? Roam coiling within my serpent, drift! My dragon lying upon a sinuous martyr feasts on me. Their dust speaks, excruciatingly. In my childhood I was as eternal as those stormclouds. Did I so soon run? Swarm, twirl ecstatically! Their dream is stretching beyond their dust. Have those abandoned knives healed those cats..? It feasts on the martyr beyond the rock dreaming of a cruel sea, hopefully. Why do I run, ecstatically?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.