Stretching beyond those petals 
Those seeds struggle ecstatically, lustfully. 
And why do I rage longing for my rainbow of joy?
Houses rage no longer. 
Those abandoned children run unseeingly.
You laugh dreaming of the figure reaching above a misunderstood teacher, restlessly... 
My gothyck serpent is as wicked as my teacher clutching at a fertile saint.
You wander. 
I twirl.
Those sinuous wounds forget their wasteland already. 
Did I so soon slumber above the peacefulness?
Have those indestructible houses knew their forbidding claws? 
Those hordes flutter!

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