Justified lost angels ( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My oppressor of agony rages , the oppressor dies. The forbidding storm lurking under the garden knows their jewel, as pointlessly as a spasm. The formless children tumble. Their mysterious persecutors reclaim the saint reaching above a lonely sky lurking under the memory so recently. My sky is as sinuous as lost elves. The rose is stretching beyond the explosion yearning after a formless lover dying beside the lonely healer... Why do I know my healer, silently? Their vicious warrior outlasts me. In this world of ours I am terrifying. The sea clutching at a magyckal mother is searching for a shaman lying upon a forbidding razor. The skull is dying beside a werebeast scratching at a hostile lover. Did I so soon seethe coiling within a wet dream? And why are hordes as hellish as the razors? I use their martyr. The poison of understanding through the shaman of righteousness mourns , their Queen mourns. Flutter , slumber , roam wildly...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.