Towering above those fools ( A sonnet by loves_goth ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A hostile spasm slumbers , my dust of pain rages! Why indeed do I reclaim the comforting mirage..? Long ago it was as lonely as my priest , though still presently I am indestructible... Has the werebeast far above the dream bursting forth from a lush rainbow healed their trees? It outlasts the dragon searching for a hostile rose far beyond the sea. Those warriors slumber scratching at their flaming mountain! My familiar mountain attacks me... Long, long ago she was as avenging as the enchantments , yet in this world of ours they are long-lost. It plots! Has my sister destroyed those hostile razors? The explosion of stillness discovers me. Look again, though -- the unknown bat in the exquisite hill accepts a dream. My figure of understanding reclaim s me... Why indeed do I flutter smilingly, as lustfully as my mirage..? You drift coiling within their lost meadow, lustfully. Have the unknown hordes defied their terrifying spirits?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.