http://slow.writerscafe.org/gibbos The original writings of author J. Edward Gibbs en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776093429 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 where do we go from here?Our daily lives, our daily breadWe can we go?Whats' the point? It is ten p.m.early i Knowbut i am getting zonkedOn weed, Waits and Zee Voodka  Asking these questions Alone The only ones to hear anyof this ram.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gibbos/300784/ i am a shellnothing is on my mindmy fingers hit the notesplaying music from the skyhow absurd is lifeworking like a fiendfor that fix to end all fix'sthe grand lotto cheese prizethat we were all taught to chasesinging lullabies in mens restroomsto soothe the neversburnt out fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gibbos/296544/ Here I am dreaming of freedomWhile on my lunch breakIn a windowless warehouseI don't think I ever needed a drinkMore in my life than nowGod have mercy on my soulMy tiredwretchedbeaten downsoulThree plus hours leftbefore i can go homeTo whatI don't even knowExcept for a dr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gibbos/289114/