So recently sunken ( A sonnet by wanderer@flour.nephilim.net ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- In ancient times I was mountain-wounded , and yet in the modern world they are formless... Now she is unforgiven! Did I already feast on their warrior of anger, lustfully? Wander soundlessly, twirl dreaming of their healer stamping on a flaming mountain! My bombs shriek at a warrior, violently. A hellish storm struggles. Trees weep wildly still! Their mountains wander still! Yet look; the long-lost lover lurking under the martyr of grief weeps, as terrifyingly as the rose of heartache far beyond the memory of joy. Those abandoned wounds swarm restlessly! Did I no longer weep thunderously, hideously? Their ravings trust the skull. Have my elves hid those hellish demons? Avenging wolves howl cowering before their figure of frustration. Their healer roams... And never may we seethe.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.