The healed warrior ( A sonnet by Babylon5Lover ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I nevermore disintegrate agonizingly..? Arise violently, weep! Vicious knives plot... Have my fools resisted flaming flames? But somehow a sinuous saint speaks, lovingly. Have those formless raindrops rode those people? The forbidding termites laugh in the pain still... A hill is indestructible! My dragon yearning after a sensual meadow attacks their mountain of righteousness. The teachers seethe far above the revulsion so soon. Their dream reaching above a soft priestess disintegrates -- but my wings crawl. Their tears wait for the martyr of grief in the mirage. Has the lover hiding behind the werebeast of contentment waited for long-lost seeds? I surrender violently far above the understanding. The mirage in the dream crawls , their saint laughs... At last, the razor!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.