Found poem created in The Poetry Generator [We confound fluorescent witches]

By Jack Brummet

We confound fluorescent witches near the virgin
The fun has died
Dark and glowing beyond the sea
You pull lustful devils below

And grind blue demons against the sky
Awaken, awaken! The evil was good:
Unsure, silent on the edge of the world 
Down streets where guests
Look for landmarks while the snow falls
                    ---o0o---