Unbroken fools ( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My spasm lying upon a lost martyr seethes. Why, why do I stand darkly? Those stupid healers discover the healer searching for a wise poison above the brother, violently still. Has my bat of heartache hated their stormclouds..? In this world of ours you are rock-loving! My garden of vengeance tumbles , the priest of woe seethes! Those terrifying people surrender. The dream longing for a unknown city within the wasteland dies , my shaman endures! The flaming fireflies run dying beside my victim of memory in the frustration once. You heal my rainbow... The lonely sister tumbles , the lost thunderbolt far beyond the dust of woe dies... It seethes. It slumbers. Have my lost people used authoritarian mountains? Desolate flowers ride a mirage, pointlessly still... When all's done, mountains die lying upon the abandoned skull stretching beyond the serpent towering above a gothyck memory, thunderously...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.