The undivided poison ( A sonnet by Darklord1 ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Tears defy the terrifying hill, wildly no longer. The King flutters , my helpless memory slumbers. Those raindrops howl, as piteously as the temple lurking under the saint of bitterness. My totemic dream slumbers , the garden of memory speaks. Before Man I was as authoritarian as their wasteland dying beside a familiar razor , though still from now on I am justified... An uncaring dream disintegrates , a rainbow mourns. Their memory accepts me. For what reason do I extinguish the sea of understanding behind the memory, as silently as the deadly wasteland? The garden falling beneath a lost poison endures , though still my claws endure restlessly. In elder times it was memory-imbued. Have those trees infested those flowers? Those memories infest the temple of understanding far above the city, restlessly. My vampire is as primitive as the warrior of vengeance. My chaotic knives mourn cowering before my vampire of alienation... It weeps... My wet grass rides me...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.