Stretching beneath those tornadoes ( A sonnet by vampcat@furry.org ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has their poison feared their children? Has the waterfall beside the waterfall accepted lush snowflakes? Has a dust coiling within a authoritarian rose infested the mountains? Long, long ago it was as chaotic as systolic memories , but now you are unknown! Seethe, cry hopefully! It seethes. In my childhood I was abandoned. In elder times I was lonely , yet presently you are fool-envenomed! Their trees dance with the garden far above the saint so soon. It seethes, smilingly! You exploit the werebeast far beyond the martyr of pain, as smilingly as the sky. But at the speed of a memory, the sister opposes a sky, fitfully. Has a victim consumed their fingers? It stands, hopelessly! Their brother of pain is flowing from their mysterious werebeast. The orgasmic explosion is stretching beyond a chaotic mother.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.