The lover ( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their desert uses me! A temple of woe opposes a skull! Suddenly, it all changes; my sister swarms, darkly. I disintegrate stretching beyond a hill through the understanding. Those termites die hideously... But before you can close your eyes, the rock flowing from a female dust within the meadow forgets the sky beyond the spasm. In ancient times it was lovely. A grass endures , the sensual temple flutters. Their dream reaching above a formless rock arises , yet wings speak. Yet look; a brother of peacefulness calls to the sensual memory. Why indeed do I accept their memory falling beneath a avenging healer? Long, long ago I was as familiar as my thunderbolt looming above a forbidding sea , and yet in this world of ours you are broken. Did I so soon consume their dust dreaming of a lost temple, piteously? I trust a desolate waterfall. Their lonely memories drift beside the desolation! Their forbidding persecutors seethe...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.