http://slow.writerscafe.org/aaronburnsred The original writings of author Aaron Brammeier en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776128610 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I drink the airgulping mouthfuls of hairexploding forays of heathit the burning cigarettesending whisp’s of smoke swirlingaround fingertip fansgulping sweet teadriving on slanted roadswhile screaming dissonanceand country twangs beat throughcrackled speakersthis is summer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aaronburnsred/992484/ They wore tiesI hate tiesLike a noose hung around the neckChoking the life and spittleBulging muscles fidget and burnSitting in large kingly chairsRuling over the dominion of pewsBereft sheepRip it off and never returnMomma is cryingTears flow down purple flowered dressesCandy .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/aaronburnsred/992482/ write the words that pour from your heartwhat happens when nothing but putrid liesweave satanic pentagrams of phraseto pass from our lips into the 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