In the days of yore those totemic priests accepted.
I struggle beyond the heartache.
The memory longing for a fertile dust within the mirage is as all-knowing as formless bombs.
The wasteland of frustration struggles , their grass disintegrates.
Their female ravens tumble so recently!
I plot, hopelessly…
Written by K3714 71M
You might have heard of SCIgen – An Automatic CS Paper Generator. Apparently one of their papers was good enough that it was accepted as a non-reviewed paper for a conference on Systemics, Cybernetics and Informatics.
Well, the poem above wasn’t written by me, but generated on-the-fly by a grammar-based text generator with a sample grammar to generate bad Goth poetry. You can try it or see how it works here.