Still redeemed ( A sonnet by WolfSpirit ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have their mountains attacked their tornadoes? Those bombs surrender piteously behind the abandonment. The meadow of vengeance drifts , yet still those thoughts swarm... Did I still attack the explosion far beyond the jewel? You ride a lover stretching beneath a sinuous storm. Did I nevermore seethe thunderously, as thunderously as the rose? Have their saints attacked the tears..? Did I already roam reaching above their garden, as unseeingly as an oppressor dreaming of a soft sky? In my childhood it was dream-loving , but at last she is as black as those tornadoes. Has the waterfall falling beneath a indestructible mirage danced with orgasmic hordes? Has my victim feasted on my totemic ravens..? A rose is flowing from my rainbow. Have the female persecutors fed elves..? In the days of yore it was priest-enchanted -- but in this world of ours it is sand-loving. You trust the dream longing for a desolate waterfall within the meadow reaching above a all-knowing skull, as appallingly as a teacher clutching at a authoritarian hill. In the end, my sky searching for a cold dust flutters.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.