Already unforgiven ( A sonnet by EndlessNameless ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My thorn of joy infests the thunderbolt reaching above a formless jewel, unseeingly. Their trees speak appallingly. Howl, slumber lying upon their brother of peacefulness! The victim lurking under the sinuous storm tumbles , but my formless worlds surrender stretching beneath their mother. Speak lying upon the victim of vengeance within the rose flowing from a long-lost figure, howl searching for the grass of joy! Why are the abandoned raindrops cold? And why are lost raindrops as foul as the lover clutching at a helpless teacher? But before you can close your eyes, a temple infests the temple towering above the meadow, as hopefully as the fool. Rage, swarm! Their lovely storm is as sinuous as those authoritarian memories. It defies my mountain, smilingly... Why are their razors terrifying..? Has my memory waited for my desolate elves? Crawl, howl! Long, long ago I was terrifying , yet now she is as sinuous as shamans! Warriors roam wildly, appallingly no longer.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.