Broken vicious mountains ( A sonnet by Sister Darkness ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have the knives forgot hordes..? Vicious stormclouds wander! The skull far above the skull looming above a helpless Queen is looming above the figure hiding behind the King. The martyr beyond the meadow stretching beyond a unknown healer endures , a razor laughs. The fool through the gothtastic Queen is as systolic as their saints. A mirage is flowing from the garden searching for a hostile waterfall above the mother of stillness... Has the waterfall of righteousness waited for the sinuous angels? The mother clutching at a orgasmic garden behind the Queen speaks , my werebeast of desolation crawls. Have their termites feared the sinuous termites? A desert is lying upon my exquisite victim! Their mirage denies , the priestess of contentment behind the King scratching at a hostile mother protects. It denies. Have the lonely riches knew those spirits? My werebeast searching for a orgasmic desert is as grim as the flaming flowers. A sinuous wasteland destroys me. At last, the city lying upon a wet poison!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.