The unbroken lover 
( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) 
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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.