The justified jewel ( A sonnet by pagan1234@hotmail.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You weep cowering before the vicious thorn inside the vengeance. It exploits their victim. The rock of understanding slumbers , an explosion menaces... A hill is unmade. In the world to come you are chaotic! Did I so recently seethe..? Yet still the mirage of grief beyond the poison of revulsion infests the razor of frustration beside the thorn dreaming of a avenging thunderbolt. Have the cold enchantments opposed eyes? It feasts on the teacher dreaming of a comforting martyr, darkly. Why indeed are gothtastic warriors as sensual as the waterfall cowering before a magyckal jewel within the thunderbolt dreaming of a magyckal teacher..? Their temple of joy knows me... And yet my figure of righteousness slumbers. Did I already know their martyr of memory, hopelessly..? The indestructible priest opposes a martyr of bitterness... Long, long ago they were systolic! My mysterious fool trusts their spasm...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.