http://slow.writerscafe.org/Breeza83 The original writings of author Breeza en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776093354 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Together they focused on the only visible light. They were caught in an intentional gust of wind.....and they soared, it was all part of the plan.....each with one eye open....their mind's doors shut tight.A lingering stubborn rigidity....So..... That was the problem.........Next time.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/993185/ I felt your wordsLifted ExaltedA steel cagetrying to enclose slowlywhile you narrow mindedly feed your millionsthen advertise it,in case we missed the show.'Your' impurity sullies 'me'!and yet you wash your hands after a mere conversation?you are slip-sliding in your own fil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/746326/ You the Omnicientdwelling     where?All days spent proskuneo....I patiently waited for youin the blistering cold.until my face fell off.and all you managedwas to blow out the candle.Still we wait...like robotsbecause this "they" sayis part of the process.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/746313/   A poem floated,resonating.Indigo sadness..and the train swept through-missing every stop. Then along came a spiderpierced            tattooedmirror imagery.The greatest of aphrodisiacs,ruined for life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/746280/  The blankets on my bed rise up,positioning themselves in frontof my eyes.Dusty dreams danceand deteriorateleaving one thing in my hand.So I give in to temptation when there is nothing left. What will kill me is the only thing that is keeping me aliveand once again I&rs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/376408/  The doors groan in their painand squealas though bitten.Windows......leak tears out of glassy eyes,and the animal rolls over,for one last scratch. Shiny silver light switchesBlink- Startled.They don’t know.They weren’t here.But they watch, from the plac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/311961/   Hopelessnesshoversaround dark and golden crowns.Up herethe air is so thinit keeps us giddy.Fleeting momentsof a placewe know we'll never reach.So,we just runthrough the dappled sunlightand try to warm our skin. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/272218/   I was planned,so, I can’t understandwhy.You tossed me highup, up, uptouching the ceiling,dust flutters as shoulders jar.They watch in horror,praying you won’t miss.I cried and screamedyou didn’t come back.Novelty gone,a toy- no longer played .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/271734/   Lying here in sloth like laziness,20 days go bywithout a shower- and-I feel my teeth rotting out of my face.One by one they fall as I sitI shrug staring into cooking shows.The product of a chemical inducednothingness. Gone are the pretty face and pretty smells.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/271730/    It started as a thoughtthen grew,into this    you take up my mind. Trampoline in my stomachthis      was never      meant      to happentoo late nowto go back-life.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Breeza83/254019/