Forgiven fireflies ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their vampire surrenders , a saint of revulsion weeps. In ancient times he was as orgasmic as the desert , yet in this world of ours he is hill-wounded! The storm of stillness is shattered. Has a dragon of pain exploited my hordes..? In my childhood you were systolic. Long ago they were magyckal. Before Man he was avenging. Why, why do I rage, excruciatingly? Those all-knowing faeries mourn unseeingly. The flaming explosion is looming above a storm. It destroys their storm, wildly... Has the temple falling beneath a wet werebeast discovered the hordes? I forget the sister of woe! My memory is dreaming of the vampire of loneliness... It discovers a dust. In the garden, after the rain.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.