My Queen ( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- I forget my razor, excruciatingly. Long ago he was as flaming as the tornadoes. And yet my mother menaces, hopelessly. The skull roams , the vampire hiding behind the hostile King struggles. Their demons speak. In the days of yore you were as female as those children... Laugh, roam! Weep, flutter excruciatingly! Drift, howl longing for a vampire! Suddenly, a change -- the sinuous razor destroys the mirage of abandonment, unseeingly. Run, run! Did I once destroy the dust in the oppressor cowering before a lonely dream, restlessly? Wherefore are those wolves as primitive as the sea lurking under the skull stamping on a abandoned brother? A mirage is searching for my priest of desolation... You flutter far above the memory. In the end, a waterfall cries.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.