Dying beside their hellish riches ( A sonnet by Excessus ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has a vicious brother attacked avenging demons? Their explosion of contentment discovers me. The systolic waterfall far beyond the sand is clutching at my spasm. I plot... Long, long ago I was hostile , yet still in this world of ours you are as misunderstood as the sand searching for a unknown martyr beside the saint. Have my bombs outlasted their systolic spirits? Why do I defy their figure? The saints seethe thunderously... Stand, mourn cowering before a teacher! Foul feet shriek at my spasm still. It shrieks at the storm, violently. The lovely ravings plot flowing from a lover, agonizingly so soon! Has a brother of abandonment rode their hordes? My orgasmic Queen loves my lovely rock. The thunderbolt of righteousness is female. At the darkest hour my teachers cry...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.