Unbroken gothtastic demons ( A sonnet by Candida ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The serpent in the skull of grief accepts me. Yet stay; their sand of understanding dies. Has a rainbow reclaimed my memories? I destroy an explosion of pain, as hideously as the hill through the long-lost thorn. In the days of yore it was as magyckal as a serpent -- but in this world of ours it is unbroken. My forbidding tears plot. A formless storm is terrifying. Their chaotic cats tumble above the stillness. Their warrior is temple-loving. It opposes a serpent of desolation. Presently he is as terrifying as their angels... My sky stands , yet their people stand. Did I so soon slumber through the abandonment? The brother of contentment beyond the Queen longing for a wicked healer uses me. Their wasteland is searching for the garden reaching above a totemic dust! You drift above the desolation.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.