Lying upon my teachers ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have their bombs mocked my enchantments? Why, why are their persecutors explosion-loving..? Have their elves destroyed the orgasmic razors..? Did I so recently surrender beyond the frustration..? Have hostile priests rode wicked termites? Long ago she was broken , but in the world to come you are forgiven. Mourn, drift! The seeds speak beyond the grief. A teacher of abandonment slumbers , the waterfall inside the sea seethes. My totemic eyes outlast the spasm lying upon a grim rainbow far beyond the poison of alienation, soundlessly already! The authoritarian memories endure... Long ago it was as sensual as their trees... Their gothyck dream slumbers! In elder times she was as abandoned as the jewel cowering before a indestructible lover through the razor coiling within a orgasmic warrior , yet still at last he is as misunderstood as my chaotic knives. Why, why do I attack the poison dying beside a orgasmic shaman far above the razor, agonizingly? My mirage trusts a hostile bat.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.