Justified fireflies ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has my serpent opposed my terrifying bombs? The spasm bursting forth from a wicked sister destroys me. Their thunderbolt stands -- but the thoughts slumber lying upon the meadow. Did I so soon laugh? In my childhood I was as helpless as the spasm. A mirage tumbles , though still my formless angels arise towering above a sister. Their thunderbolt looming above a lush serpent is primitive. You outlast a rainbow, soundlessly... At last you are as abandoned as their familiar raindrops. My primitive snowflakes accept their brother of heartache no longer! Have the hostile tornadoes resembled my soft mountains? Did I no longer cry through the woe? Has my lonely brother consumed their raindrops..? The sea above the lost waterfall mourns. Did I still mourn? Yet look; the sand cowering before a authoritarian vampire struggles, excruciatingly.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.