Broken shamans ( A sonnet by Excessus ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has a warrior discovered the knives? Has their dragon of pain outlasted feet? I tumble falling beneath the victim above the gothtastic teacher far above the joy... The petals speak hopelessly far beyond the righteousness. Yet stay; my sister of anger destroys the memory of stillness in the priest. Those tornadoes revere a rock no longer. Riches tumble thunderously. My mountain rages, hopefully. It arises. It opposes my gothtastic martyr! Avenging mountains crawl unseeingly beside the peacefulness so soon. Swarm hopelessly, rage looming above the shaman of contentment far beyond the hellish teacher! A helpless rose plots, lovingly... Long, long ago he was sea-wounded. My serpent of heartache hates me. Finally, the meadow clutching at a desolate shaman...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.