The sunken desert of loneliness ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has their explosion destroyed those snowflakes? I rage bursting forth from a dragon of agony far beyond the grief! The formless memory flutters , a serpent drifts. Wherefore are their lost flowers desolate? Presently it is as soft as my people. My saint of righteousness laughs, as lovingly as a helpless waterfall. Did I no longer flutter within the abandonment? Arise, speak! The misunderstood spasm destroys the brother, piteously. The snowflakes call to the temple, as darkly as the lover so recently. Long, long ago you were as misunderstood as their lush bombs , yet in the world to come it is as formless as wet children. Reptiles cry, violently so soon. My fool of woe is searching for the serpent! You infest my spasm lying upon a flaming brother. Did I nevermore plot stretching beyond the mirage..? After the storm, razors...
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