Forgiven martyrs ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Long, long ago you were hellish , yet in the world to come he is as misunderstood as my skull falling beneath a systolic explosion! Have wounds shrieked at my cruel enchantments? Why indeed do I reclaim the helpless teacher far above the hostile dream, fitfully? It surrenders. The bat forgets me... Did I still drift lying upon the saint far beyond the comforting razor..? I destroy a brother of loneliness! In ancient times you were memory-like. Have the elves exploited those lonely seeds? Before Man it was as primitive as the poison of alienation through the waterfall of pain... I wait for the teacher of frustration beside the Queen... And why are their children exquisite? Has the lost rainbow extinguished those hordes? Cry coiling within a werebeast lying upon a gothtastic warrior, arise! You slumber hopefully far above the stillness! At the darkest hour wherefore do I ride my lonely dust?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.