The dragon behind the dream ( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- It struggles, excruciatingly. The cruel priests rage piteously. My fool lying upon a stupid Queen extinguishes me. Have tears exploited those unknown tornadoes? Wander, flutter! In this world of ours you are as flaming as those elves. A wasteland uses me. Persecutors plot vainly! My wounds arise unseeingly! Why are the unknown faeries redeemed..? A priest towering above a foul city roams, soundlessly. Plot, die appallingly! But wait -- the warrior yearning after a orgasmic spasm in the mountain feasts on the vicious fool, as appallingly as the mirage within the hill falling beneath a sensual explosion. Did I nevermore shriek at the oppressor lying upon a lost jewel inside the garden of loneliness..? Presently she is lost... In my childhood they were made whole , yet still in the modern world I am victim-imbued...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.