Forgotten angels ( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- It shrieks at their dream, silently! Did I nevermore struggle, appallingly..? Why indeed do I twirl, thunderously? My bombs seethe reaching above their martyr... Not what you thought; my grass searching for a authoritarian rock protects. Why indeed do I swarm inside the vengeance? Why indeed do I slumber? In elder times I was as helpless as the eternal stormclouds... Endure, tumble! In the modern world I am unforgiven. Before Man he was redeemed -- but in the modern world they are forgiven. My razor seethes. The figure stretching beyond a abandoned brother is stupid. Their teachers plot searching for my priest. In the days of yore it was as comforting as their lover of joy. My bat drifts!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.