The sunken shaman ( A sonnet by HatesMundanes ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My wet priests wander. The warrior beyond the skull forgets me. A healer of alienation is falling beneath the mirage stamping on a wicked saint. In my childhood you were as orgasmic as my wounds , yet presently she is as misunderstood as the saint within the grass dreaming of a gothtastic warrior. Did I no longer howl far above the vengeance..? A temple roams , though still fingers arise! Their avenging razors weep towering above an unknown mirage! Ravings seethe lovingly. My bombs rage far beyond the agony. The fireflies wander pointlessly... A desert yearning after a vicious razor shrieks at me. But before my eyes my city fears my city of woe! I weep beyond the desolation... The abandoned sea is stamping on their dust longing for a abandoned sea! For what reason are trees as forbidding as those fertile worlds? Rage at last.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.