http://slow.writerscafe.org/sliptom The original writings of author Tom Stroud en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229595 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I am definitely quite glad that the stain is gone, it was pretty f*****g gross. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sliptom/1028682/ Whilst 25 caused my birth, it caused many deaths. I also have it tattooed on me. This poem was a lot darker/desperate/lame as f**k before editing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sliptom/1028671/ It has reached that part of the night where nothing is real. Time doesn't matter. Shadows creep and curl, and the house moans with me.It reaches this stage of night, every night. Time is bent and distorted, and the shadows hide projections immemorial.The clock's ticking is warped, vague mo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sliptom/1028644/ An emotional stopper, an emotional advance.Why fill yourself full of false thoughts, strong ones too.There's no feeling like being alone, safe in your mind, solitary in your boon.Brimming with molten courage, but in reality, you are frigid.There's a feeling that I just can't get rid of, I don't unde.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sliptom/1028643/