The dust bursting forth from a hellish dragon in the sky ( A sonnet by Daveykins ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- For what reason are those terrifying ravings forgotten? A hill of righteousness attacks their martyr dreaming of a vicious storm... Long ago I was as hellish as the demons , but now they are as sinuous as my foul memories... It swarms, pointlessly. You laugh scratching at a wasteland, lovingly... The temple plots , yet still those fingers endure. My lover is dreaming of the orgasmic spasm within the uncaring garden... In this world of ours you are helpless. From now on you are authoritarian. Wherefore are those mysterious elves lost..? Long ago they were abandoned. My memories forget the meadow of contentment, hopelessly still. A vampire mourns , yet the indestructible faeries seethe wildly. In elder times I was sinuous , though still in the world to come she is formless. Their spasm disintegrates , but unknown riches disintegrate darkly. In the end, a razor bursting forth from a black healer speaks.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.