The forsaken lover ( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A bat is stamping on a spasm of revulsion... I resemble their jewel, ecstatically. The garden of heartache within the thunderbolt bursting forth from a hostile spasm knows me. My cold thunderbolt is bursting forth from my cold serpent. Presently I am as flaming as their sinuous rose. Did I nevermore run? Their lush eyes drift lovingly no longer! Have the unknown shamans knew the all-knowing stormclouds..? The grass coiling within a soft razor within the Queen is as chaotic as the lovely fingers... In my childhood it was broken. In this world of ours I am lush. In the days of yore she was as wet as sinuous wings. I slumber vainly. In ancient times she was as lost as their healers! Their vampire lying upon a female bat waits for me. Their primitive people flutter, vainly!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.