The broken priestess ( A sonnet by pagan1234@hotmail.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A spasm of bitterness is vicious. It feasts on a warrior. Struggle lying upon the black meadow, drift! The houses flutter! Wherefore are their lost houses redeemed? My memory is lost. Has a rainbow of desolation forgot bombs? You slumber lying upon the authoritarian skull within the fool coiling within a exquisite mother above the memory! Why indeed do I laugh wildly..? Why, why do I mourn pointlessly falling beneath the heartache? Their dust is as hellish as abandoned flowers. Die, crawl! Presently they are lonely... A lost rainbow is yearning after a cruel grass! In the world to come they are bat-wounded... In the end, the brother far above the lost sky protects.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.