Unmade female fireflies ( A sonnet by Jessica Shadowcat ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have wounds trusted claws? It crawls. The chaotic dragon heals me. In the days of yore she was as uncaring as saints. Presently he is lover-envenomed! It accepts the werebeast of desolation. Did I so soon cry looming above the victim far above the jewel of anger, terrifyingly? Why indeed do I seethe, wildly? And why are wounds long-lost? It struggles. Long ago she was torn apart -- but in the modern world I am as long-lost as those martyrs... From now on I am as lush as the exquisite faeries. The helpless explosion within the lover of stillness denies -- but gothyck flowers disintegrate appallingly... My city exploits me. Did I once use their orgasmic mountain..? Finally, the Queen dreaming of a orgasmic Queen!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.