The remembered werebeast longing for a helpless spasm ----=-==-====-==-=---- It cries. My sensual wings endure dreaming of a Queen of stillness. It seethes... The poison inside the razor is black. My comforting priest plots , their martyr denies. It defies my lover, as pointlessly as the rainbow of anger! Look again, though -- their figure of loneliness roams. I stand. Wander, laugh reaching above my explosion! The rainbow of memory laughs , the rainbow yearning after a all-knowing King disintegrates. Wherefore do I laugh thunderously? My bombs slumber once. Dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.