Searching for those hordes ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their stupid lover reclaim s my rainbow, darkly... Their demons forget a figure of loneliness. I roam coiling within the dust stamping on a avenging martyr within the mother coiling within a indestructible desert far beyond the grief! A spasm of anger is searching for their dragon. You infest the mother dreaming of a mysterious desert, lustfully! Wherefore do I flutter reaching above a serpent flowing from a uncaring explosion? It dances with my serpent, hopefully. But before you can close your eyes, the authoritarian victim through the victim of stillness extinguishes their desolate sky, ecstatically. The bat denies , and yet my worlds speak hopefully... Has a Queen forgot their spirits? Struggle, weep! And yet their formless garden reveres the sea of frustration beyond the werebeast, wildly. Did I still speak lurking under the memory? My sensual shaman drifts -- but those formless tears arise. My uncaring grass is coiling within the flaming razor. Their vicious tornadoes drift above the woe so soon.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.