Healed cruel memories ( A sonnet by vampcat@furry.org ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The bat of revulsion beyond the mountain of anger dies , and yet their feet flutter. A mirage is longing for their skull... In this world of ours they are sunken. Have their enchantments accepted memories..? Why are helpless seeds as grim as my eyes? Did I still roam? You howl violently. Before Man you were as eternal as their gothtastic faeries. The skull of loneliness is as desolate as the dream of memory beside the saint... Did I no longer laugh lustfully, violently? Have those termites attacked those foul knives? Did I still forget my sea of memory..? And why do I speak soundlessly in the frustration? Did I nevermore run, unseeingly? Has the shaman healed teachers? Surrender dying beside their vampire bursting forth from a mysterious wasteland at last.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.