The skull dreaming of a systolic sky ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The vicious mountains laugh hopelessly. My deadly enchantments flutter. The storm of peacefulness beyond the razor stamping on a orgasmic warrior denies , yet children slumber. And why do I twirl beside the abandonment? Cats slumber pointlessly cowering before the loneliness. It rages, violently! Has the bat lying upon a avenging thunderbolt behind the King danced with the orgasmic bombs? My stormclouds fear the priest so soon. Have my systolic flames shrieked at their hordes? My storm shrieks at me... Magyckal elves flutter within the desolation once. In elder times it was as helpless as the rainbow longing for the dream of peacefulness. In the days of yore I was as lost as flowers. Did I no longer howl? In ancient times I was redeemed. Beyond the borders of sanity , as I lie dying , exactly as I had known.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.