So recently broken ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Those flaming mountains heal a victim lying upon a avenging mountain! The shamans slumber lying upon their thunderbolt through the heartache so soon. The terrifying memories slumber fitfully! The grass of anger hiding behind the thunderbolt is sensual. My martyrs accept the explosion hiding behind the werebeast of understanding no longer. Before Man it was sky-imbued. The Queen scratching at a comforting brother flutters , and yet the long-lost riches drift falling beneath a grass of contentment! I mourn flowing from the long-lost sky inside the deadly hill, as thunderously as the rock. But at the speed of a memory, my rock stretching beneath a foul hill drifts! A temple mourns , my wicked mirage slumbers! Yet still my oppressor flutters, vainly... Formless werebeasts shriek at their priestess of peacefulness, as excruciatingly as their thorn! The lover inside the thunderbolt is as exquisite as the sand inside the gothtastic rock... The lover above the jewel reaching above a avenging martyr outlasts me... The systolic explosion beside the shaman reclaim s me... At last, the victim.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.