http://slow.writerscafe.org/ibarfly The original writings of author ibarfly jones en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776010927 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Cry for your lost innocenceCorrupted politiciansCorporate embezzlementsCEO's business trip turn family vacation tripsDoctors are so scared of lawyers suing themNow there are less natural births and just more are cesareansI see this all happen, There's nothing I can doI see the kids tra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/212032/  Why must I hate, Never to lovePush away Humans, Emotions, & GodI've lost them all, Ain't nothing leftI'll be this was till my last breathCold like deep space where Pluto beYou could stand next to my bodyBut actually speaking, in reality You're still light years from me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/202716/ I sometime write when I'm drunk. Go figure http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/202682/ I am suicidal, except I want to do it slowlyI want to drink myself to death, die around 50Moonshine is divine except when I puke in the potty Champagne is way into a woman's heart and her p***yWormwood gives me softwood, even if I'm hornyVodka f***s up my karma, it attack my liver disc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201843/  It would be so easy to say I love youbuy roses and rings and just adore youthat's just ain't me I say as I move closer to youso close I hear your hear skip a beat or twoso close I can see the sweat come throughso close I see your lips are Midnight bluenow that I'm here, what .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201837/  I’m filled with many imperfections and disappointmentsOptimism and expectation fall victim to current eventsI struggle to bestow gifts and care to all my inhabitantsScrutinize every purchase, conversation, and movementI used your hard earned money to fund my war against youYo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201789/ as hard as I tryremoving objectionable thoughtsfrom my mindI obscenely shoutvulgar words all the timedefiance is what I'm aboutmass appeal is what I declinevirtuoso without a doubtthe truth is what I scribegreatness is what I amountI continue this till the day Idie http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201138/ drop an instructional rhyme.... whether it be a recipe, a set of directions, or a specific guideline to achieving a certain outcome... ...the subject is open to interpretation but it must have some sort of instructional method to it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201133/ portray the scene of your death....you may include the events leading up to the moment or predict the cause.... you may depict the feelings or sensations you have at the time.... you may even describe the events to follow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201129/ imagine you are a slave newly braught to America during the 1700's, describe your experiences and feelings. ...an exact 12 bars must be used. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201126/ 3rd Shift Was the beginning of my shiftI was high, feeling gangstaDrove my unmarked carTo the house for some jamaciaGot myself a dime and head from a hoeswapped nine and meds for some blowAmped up from the headAmped up from the scoreI quickly down some medsas my foot hit the fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201119/ What's wrong with me???I control my universe with an iron fistEmbrace the perverse and repel all blissI dominate with force, enemies throats are slitI'm best at my worse, the blackest black kissNo doctor, nurse, vaccine can cure thisFrom sickness to hearse, I'm just so viciousLike a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201116/ The garage door is always the oneI'm inside and pull out the stun gunThe scene is like watching a tv rerunOr a movie and you know the outcome I go into the bedroom they both are sleepThe stun gun is on and on the bed I leapTake out the hubby first and the girl weepsI then color .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/201111/ Apres Le RendezvousThe shower’s warm waters paraded down Thanos’ chest brought him slowly back to reality.  As he lathered the wash cloth he began reflecting on the bizarre events that unfolded only hours ago in disbelief.  “Did I do that?”  He wondered alo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/200709/ lol, not true.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ibarfly/200706/