http://slow.writerscafe.org/lazylines The original writings of author lazylines en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776119990 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 girl on a bus http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1471382/ see title http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1377438/ The heart flutters in the moment  Traction pulls pebbles from beneath your feetreleasing them to seek yourbeginningdown the mountain  Looking briskly over a life with your minds eyeyou scramble for a footholdthe conclusion.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1377427/ work in progress http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1377408/ thoughts after a long night of facilitating fancy dinners in a hip new restaurant in the boom town; Austin, TX. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1371767/ nursery rhyme about leaving people behind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1182874/ raw bullshit, but whatever. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/1182868/ poem. please comment? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/983470/ excerpt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/973918/ Soon they will all have fadedWe will forget to care at some pointAt some point alone is an inevitable placeIts getting there that’s hardIts hard knowing that loss is comingIts hard letting goI hate not knowing youBut I need that timeI bleed and soil nothingI.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/973913/ You are lost and alone and happily prone to sinking like a stone A direct approach is too long arope a broken heart at the endworn like a broach when therewas still hopeideas break when they bend you fear what to sayso its here that you staym.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/973912/ A blanket of white to smother my mindBreeze blown needles pierce the depths of meI allow myself to be buriedI have a hand in itIn the coating of my soulFreezing the blood in my veins  A comforting thoughtEncompassing lossWe could all do without ourselvesA.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/973910/ pull me from this earthrelieve me from the burden of my selfbreath me up into the skylet the sun find my truthlet it melt my excessuntil I am weightlessuntil I am an honest idea until I am as free as the wind allows http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/973900/ Iam contradiction. We all get off to something. What gets me off is my business.“Stop talking” is written on the mirror; it’s only been there for a short time. My opinions are trash. If you’ve never seen me cry, you probably don’tknow me very well. I don’t s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/963800/ Sanctuary http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lazylines/962981/