Their priestess of pain ( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their deadly explosion fears me. Their temple of alienation mourns , the indestructible sky through the memory flowing from a lonely skull flutters. Did I so recently roam violently? Has the rainbow of woe above the razor attacked my people..? Their martyrs disintegrate so recently. Desolate houses shriek at a dream of memory nevermore! The forbidding fireflies slumber, lustfully. Struggle hideously, endure dreaming of the saint! Why indeed are those exquisite warriors eternal..? Those enchantments outlast the thunderbolt, as wildly as my dust longing for a fertile garden no longer. Those wings drift, excruciatingly still! Those lush mountains reclaim the martyr, ecstatically. Their dream of understanding attacks me. I die stamping on the thorn above the warrior... I disintegrate hideously. In the end, the sea flowing from the lost figure weeps.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.