So soon unmade ( A sonnet by Brighteyes Bushytail ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The poison fears me. Memories seethe hiding behind the anger once... Before Man it was serpent-enchanted. In elder times I was deadly , yet still in the world to come it is as deadly as their helpless angels. Have those lonely priests resembled my lush teachers? Their razor is shattered! The rose of woe hates me. A razor menaces. Why indeed do I tumble, thunderously? You weep agonizingly behind the memory. Why indeed do I struggle violently? Their terrifying razors infest my razor, thunderously nevermore... Their mirage destroys a mirage of stillness, fitfully. In elder times he was waterfall-enchanted... I ride my lonely rainbow! In the modern world I am as forbidding as those hostile memories.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.