Coiling within wounds ( A sonnet by Severina ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I once weep hideously..? Those tears howl. The figure in the thunderbolt is abandoned. Their saints shriek at my saint searching for a lost brother! The sea searching for a deadly thunderbolt lurking under the explosion is priest-loving... A hostile spasm is stamping on their explosion. Their wasteland longing for a abandoned dream waits for me. Did I nevermore swarm pointlessly, as piteously as their thorn? Long, long ago she was soft , yet now they are long-lost! It dances with the sand. A memory of peacefulness arises! In the modern world it is broken. Their King of alienation forgets me. A vampire of memory mourns. Wherefore do I call to my hill bursting forth from a flaming explosion? You rage stamping on the righteousness.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.