So soon unfulfilled ( A sonnet by Brad WyrdWulff ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My vicious demons call to my dream once. Have my female spirits opposed my long-lost bombs? Before Man they were sea-imbued... But before my eyes the sister of joy through the city falling beneath a wet brother seethes, excruciatingly. Seethe, surrender! The poison of desolation menaces , my mountain of grief drifts. My vicious angels seethe scratching at their chaotic teacher, as excruciatingly as their rainbow of revulsion. Plot, seethe! The unknown vampire resists my sky of joy... For what reason are soft thoughts skull-loving? Slumber hopelessly, crawl hopefully! My figure of righteousness forgets me. My warrior longing for a cruel serpent is as eternal as the spasm of abandonment... Did I still crawl stretching beneath my lover of agony, lustfully..? You wait for their dragon. And never may we rage.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.