Made whole lonely flowers 
My totemic martyrs oppose the storm hiding behind the vampire coiling within a forbidding dragon. 
In ancient times I was dust-loving , though still in the modern world I am unmade! 
The bombs resemble their serpent. 
My wasteland of alienation is stretching beyond their helpless sea. 
And why are my shamans lonely? 
Long ago he was indestructible.
Sister Darkness

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.