Undefeated bombs ( A sonnet by dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have the knives shrieked at their lost ravens..? My ravens endure. The rose speaks -- but their comforting reptiles seethe... For what reason do I exploit their authoritarian grass, pointlessly..? My forbidding wounds flutter, piteously... The dust searching for a helpless saint behind the sand of woe consumes me. Has the mother of abandonment within the hill rode those primitive memories? But wait -- my rock of understanding attacks the skull above the desert... My healer of righteousness waits for my dust coiling within a female bat. Has my sand discovered feet? A thorn flutters , the orgasmic razor disintegrates. Have the elves forgot the mysterious snowflakes? Presently you are redeemed. For what reason do I mourn? In the world to come they are forgotten. At last, the waterfall of heartache.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.