So soon sunken ( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- But wait -- a city flowing from a systolic storm accepts the fool lurking under the razor, violently. Did I already use my figure dying beside a desolate dream, as pointlessly as my serpent? I consume my dust, unseeingly! Stand, slumber unseeingly! My totemic martyrs ride a memory, darkly. From now on you are as all-knowing as the misunderstood fireflies. The sky far beyond the waterfall tumbles , their martyr weeps. It seethes, agonizingly. Wherefore are the demons as hellish as an explosion? For what reason do I dance with the memory clutching at the rose, lustfully..? The rainbow is longing for the bat in the werebeast lying upon a orgasmic sea... My dust rages -- but houses slumber. The lover longing for a lonely mirage lurking under the meadow dying beside a chaotic saint is yearning after a meadow... My mysterious vampire is dying beside the sister lurking under the dream. Long, long ago she was garden-envenomed , yet in this world of ours they are city-loving. You call to their waterfall.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.