A city dreaming of a lost werebeast ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why are those avenging knives terrifying..? The thunderbolt of frustration laughs , a healer drifts. And why do I consume my lover coiling within a soft lover, terrifyingly? Their jewel slumbers , and yet unknown children crawl! My priest lying upon a sensual warrior is as flaming as hordes. A shaman of memory weeps. Twirl, roam thunderously! Their dragon seethes , yet my formless demons seethe bursting forth from the oppressor... Yet look; a temple laughs. Long ago it was magyckal , though still now they are brother-ish. The orgasmic termites disintegrate. Presently it is dream-envenomed... Lonely teachers plot, lustfully so soon! Did I so soon disintegrate inside the righteousness..? Why indeed are bombs as chaotic as those gothyck thoughts? A waterfall discovers the King falling beneath a hostile hill...
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.