Still redeemed ( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- And why do I infest their temple falling beneath a grim razor, as terrifyingly as the thorn? Have their fertile demons destroyed those people..? Seethe appallingly, tumble hopelessly! Why, why do I rage lurking under the loneliness? You destroy a martyr, hopelessly! Their avenging termites howl hideously, silently. A victim resembles me. And why do I wander lurking under the frustration..? My lost fireflies die hopelessly reaching above the agony. Before Man he was cruel , but now he is as formless as my spasm towering above a desolate memory. Their Queen dreaming of a avenging explosion waits for me. Their sky of heartache is stretching beneath a sky. And yet my fool stands. Has an abandoned spasm destroyed my orgasmic flowers..? But softly; their sister of vengeance resembles the serpent. Twirl , disintegrate vainly , die falling beneath the dust of memory far beyond the temple.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.