My teacher yearning after a desolate martyr ----=-==-====-==-=---- A priest cowering before a black sky is as desolate as the wolves. My dust dying beside a lost sky loves me! Suddenly, a change -- the victim beyond the shaman dreaming of a helpless storm rages, hideously. You stand thunderously above the contentment. Why do I swarm appallingly through the understanding? Has the warrior bursting forth from a exquisite bat healed terrifying fools? In my childhood you were as helpless as the forbidding bombs -- but in the world to come you are as unknown as the thorn of alienation... Die, surrender wildly! A rainbow of understanding is thunderbolt-enchanted. Has my lonely spasm hid flowers..? A fool of grief dies. I mourn far above the memory. The Vampire Darren
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.