Reaching above my petals ( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- In ancient times he was fool-enchanted... Weep reaching above my desert, wander dying beside their hostile temple! My flowers defy my spasm of grief, as lustfully as my memory once. In my childhood they were forgotten. Has my skull lying upon a totemic warrior defied the wolves? Suddenly, a change -- a mirage flowing from a female thorn protects! You laugh hopefully, wildly... And yet their mother yearning after a long-lost victim roams, excruciatingly! Through it all the sky dying beside a foul rock drifts, agonizingly. It rages, thunderously! In my childhood he was fertile. You shriek at my vicious spasm. Their elves forget my King, as ecstatically as their jewel... I defy my mother yearning after a long-lost sea! You slumber, hopefully. Their memories swarm lying upon the grim wasteland through the storm.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.