http://slow.writerscafe.org/Baa101 The original writings of author Robert J. Huntley en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776009871 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Sucking down the poison to quicken the pace Romanticizing cool in an awfully redundant matterJustifying a need so basic it makes me sickThis is the only medication suitable for my illness Whatever they are trying to be they are failingIt is human nature to do the unth.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355827/ An old friend drops by to remind me of my flawsand the taste of my own soul Bitter thoughts of all the s**t we have left to swallowin this life's buffet While waiting stuck in an elevator between the 3rd and 4th floor http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355824/ She dreamed a storm rising from his sleeping face with only the comfort of plastic lies to rest her head upon As peaceful as the buried dead she thought momentarily wishing for a widow's veil if only to change her view Frustration turns bitter in the m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355823/ Breaking down again with no one to blame Not that it ever stopped me before  When time catches up which it always does We are always so surprised despite ourselves So we dancewith our lies Until the dawnrescues our illusions&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355822/ The perfect interpretationof a lie becomes fact etched upon a lover's side who you already knowwill be better in hindsight The machinations of self interest will add a false sense of depth to the shallow simplifications of nature's way Even to ourselve.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355820/ Goodnight meGoodnight youGoodnight and God bless all the ships at seaSnoring softly under a look of complete contentmentI contemplate an end to all this fussMustn't let the demons get the best of meThey will take it out on you my dearSo I write thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355818/ stupid time rolling bywhat a way to start thisand thatwhateverhumor coming in with the coldinsulated from the prying eyesregretting this alreadyhonesty is not the only policyhawks circling the pigeons on someone else's window sillwhile pipes knock on a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355817/ This will be anotherlong night in a long lifeStomach achingfor a better mealWill either of us make anything of thisBe forewarned of the gimmicksFlowing better than the purposeAll anyone can do is wait out the wasteNight falls from daylightwith mornin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355816/ Eyes leveled against mein the dark as I pretend to sleepPulling the covers over my headpraying for dawn Protect me from the monstersunder my bedand behind your pupilsWill keeps me herebound to purposeand I hate him for itPushing up the volumeuntil my e.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355814/ He took her firstwith a pang of regret Softly sighingfrom the edgeof a bedsomewherenorth of reason He wonderswhere his dream went Stirring at the soundshe wakesto a new worldrun redby a digital clock He feels her disappointment.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355812/ Breath easythe winter always bringsbad dreamsbut soonthe spring growsnew hopewhile summer napssummon visionsof the fallas the world turns againand a day is remains a day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355811/ Loss is a quiet wordsliding slowlyoff the tonguetied to ita silence follows made finiteonly by thepresence of it’spredecessor a redefining forcein this warof attrition as todayslips intotomorrow’s clothes time&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355809/ No left hand turns permittedinto our parking lotfrom routes 9 and 35north and south bound An exact quoteechoing out of my headfrom a past I barely remember The quarters flewinto brilliant machinesof color and sound My mind racedas handsfle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355808/ Writing in the darkas she idles next to medreaming I was someone else Waiting in the coldas he fumbles withthe lock looking for the magic words Wallowing in the shameas she ponders the truthwe tried to share Watching in the hopeas he loses his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355807/ Splitting hairs and atomssomewhere left of reasonfingers across the sound of somethingcloser to freedom than imaginedwe’ve been down this road beforemany times the theme of indulgencea math gone haywireskipping disks are breaking my flowthe letters are a mapwith destinations .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355805/ Fasten your seatbelts the whiskey may taste of past mistakesbut tonight is about here and nowRight here they thought they would stand their ground but from here we all see the score and knowSome abuses cannot be forgiven while other treasons are for our own good a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355804/ I wonder why when she sighs it sounds like winterwith her storm approachingMy heart breakswhen the truth of her dedication fills itself past the prescribed leveland reveals her weakness The drummer beats a lonely 4/4 as the last of the old warriors pass away two at a time n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355802/ Do I want you still in this place between where and whenCan I ask you to hold on just a little longer to just a little lessWill I ever be honest enough to ask these questions building themselves such strong foundations in my mindWhat would you make of this if left to your own dev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355801/ The best words wash over the page again and again no matter the pen or guiding handThe best words are ghosts haunting the house of truth with low moaning lies that make the weak trembleThe best words are clear and strongly wrappedforever in the sinews of youthholding on to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355800/ She spoke to the world through a fog of self-indulgent analysisSomething hung behind her eyesfull of guilt and a sick desire for a secret shoulder Ideals justified away in a pursuit of religious like reasonSomeone told me she was troubleda risky venturenot worth taking in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355799/ Pictures tacked to a wallDear head reflections of a pastA party I wasn’t invited toTheir vacant stares rain down on meWith a strange mix of pity and accusationWhy did this all happen at once she screamedA room that should’ve been emptyI will always remember that momentThe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355797/ Punching the darkwandering the floor Counting the tileswaiting the wait Failing to seethe forest for the fire Forever pounds itselffoolishly across the bow A boat lost at seain a time before the sky When we all still hada fight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355796/ I am drunklonelyand stupid On a nightwhere I madethe right choice The thoughts running tonightare faster than the bullswho are themselvesfaster then the runnersbefore them I am thinkingramblingand stumbling On a nightwhen I tr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355795/ A thought todayof a momentthat didn’t happen Had I been quickerolder or betterperhaps it would’ve You wondered whyI railed against itwhile I wonderedhow I couldn’t The sinking feeling between uspulled apart the ground&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Baa101/355794/