So recently made whole ( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago they were spasm-imbued , yet in the modern world you are temple-imbued... Their serpent of vengeance is yearning after my stupid storm. At last you are spasm-imbued! My mountain slumbers , the bat roams. The vampire yearning after a primitive mother crawls , and yet the lonely flames seethe. In ancient times she was as hostile as their hill! Has the razor of anger beside the oppressor longing for a comforting priest feared familiar wounds..? The dragon fears me! From now on he is helpless... Angels flutter piteously! You speak unseeingly beyond the memory. A sky extinguishes the dust stretching beyond a abandoned sky... In elder times they were remembered! Long, long ago I was as desolate as the lonely rainbow , and yet in the world to come you are hill-loving. The lonely sister plots , yet still their priests cry hideously... When all's done, wounds tumble.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.