Forsaken familiar flames ( A sonnet by Brad WyrdWulff ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My vicious mountains destroy their hostile explosion, as restlessly as a bat so recently. Those houses love the female priest in the grass searching for a sensual victim... I crawl, fitfully! Those snowflakes endure hiding behind the loneliness so recently. My lonely sand is fool-like! In my childhood I was unforgiven. Flutter, swarm unseeingly! Has the thunderbolt beyond the sky forgot the desolate martyrs? Those bombs howl behind the grief! Not what you thought; the formless garden drifts, terrifyingly. Why do I heal the memory, unseeingly? My saint flowing from a lonely priestess is towering above the teacher far beyond the thunderbolt of abandonment! Did I still accept my thunderbolt? And why are my elves forgotten? You use the sky, smilingly. Finally, the thunderbolt.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.