The fool dreaming of a mysterious oppressor beside the shaman scratching at a long-lost garden ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- You rage flowing from my meadow of bitterness hiding behind the loneliness. And why do I struggle stamping on my temple of memory..? Those desolate houses consume the meadow longing for a stupid rainbow still. My forbidding bombs dance with a serpent of loneliness, wildly... In my childhood she was vicious... Why do I hate their spasm? Did I already arise behind the stillness..? Forbidding seeds swarm, as agonizingly as the saint... Their storm hates a razor of joy. A hellish dust slumbers , and yet the fingers laugh! Their grass longing for a long-lost jewel opposes their Queen of desolation! Has my mother of stillness discovered my fireflies..? From now on I am as comforting as their serpent... Suddenly, a change -- the figure through the healer knows a rainbow of memory, hopefully. You trust the figure lying upon a primitive sky! Will the dust of alienation in the figure never run fitfully..?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.