http://slow.writerscafe.org/gravitylava The original writings of author gravitylava en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775996132 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 hair clips and cigarettes in my mother's house I burned thetrue conceptpunctuated my sentences to a slowcrawllet everybody wake up to a thickgrey wall  I got a lot to saybut I don't know how to yetI got a line in my brain.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1245424/ we drove across the country in a fit I heard you say something about the rain coming in but we got out of the car and walked around and soon enough we were soaking wet from the rain coming down you said, "you are too pretty to give up on, you deserve love"so I called love a waste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1245423/ Ithrew your sweatshirt on the hood of my caryoustared at me and looked back to the starssaidthe meaning of life ain’t strung out like a roadwegotta work for our supper and reap what we sowandno one will fix what we breaksee,the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1245420/ A collection of poetry. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1245419/ I noticed you make it all harder than wethoughtmake up with the words youlosttell them you’re sorry those people on their crosses burn for whatyou say crucify yourself so the wind doesn’t blow youaway there is beauty but it might .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1240899/ I threw your sweatshirt on the hood of my carYou stared at me and looked back to the starsThen fell asleep while I read about who youareYou told me where your memories goA static tale that no one’s supposed to knowHow somebody says, &ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1238799/ we walked around your suburb and you showed me how beautiful you could be I melted in the sun and you said I shouldn't lie in the streetso I got up and danced with youI forced you to move around the world that was dirty and triteyou said "you are too pretty to give up on, you deserve love"so I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1238546/ I met a pregnant spider in my gardenshe stole some of my tomatoesso I stayed away and let them growwhen she died I went back and ate themfunny how hungry I get when I think of the motion underneath us allmy blood is as salty as the sea so eventually my parents will die of thirst http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1238538/ having lunch but I haven't seen you in a whilesay I look skinny when I don't eat my friesturn the coffee upside down so I don't have to meet your eyes I'm sorry if it comes as a surpriseI got all these qualities I can't ever summarizeso when you mention I am pure make that remark about see.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1238361/ driving home late on a sunday nighttrying to keep between the white and yellow linesgot a lot in my system and a lot on my mind at least I didn't tell you I was fine let's let the smoke break turn into something more a lot of hearts break when you tell them they're not good enough&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1238359/ pace around the parking lot until I'm finepull my hood so light can't find my eyes if I speak the world says I'm aliveyou don't know me and you never have to the air outside folds leaves into the monthyou ask me to hold my savage tongueI fight my wars with ink, one by one you'll never.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1237609/ hair clips and cigarettes in my mother's house where I have never grownshe echoes in the hallway a stale voice that tells a story about doing everything wrongI got a lot to saybut I don't know how to yetI got a line in my brainsays "run away as fast as you can"sitting in your bedwe read hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1237593/              Istole a Polaroid from your mother that shows you as a boy, smiling and gleefulnext to your father and brother. It sat on my desk for a few years, even afteryou started to come back in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1237536/ I kept pacing around the parking lot,smoking cigarettes and chewing on my pen capsuntil my eyes stopped working and my soul flew awayso I fell asleep in your backyard,in the morning you said"Go on, go find yourself a home,you're so smart and pure, but some things you have to do aloneand I know that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1235270/ Once I woke up in the night with your hands on my faceand the moon in the sky and I said "Please Father, I'm a poet and I'll make it alright."but you wouldn't see the truth you wouldn't agree to truce  kIf I were to come see you, do you think I'd bring you flowers? Ask God t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1228917/ keep your head spinning, at least that way when you die you wont be such a goddamn hypocritelook up, look up- the night sky has something to show you keep your eyes closed, when you open them you know the view will have something to say "girl, our love's all depending on how you treat your.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1225582/ keep your head burning at least that way when you die you won't be such a hypocrite I know there's something hard about letting people in your brain the problem we can't solve that says half of life is painlook up, look up,the night sky has something to say to you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1220812/ Walkingaround your suburb, I saw how beautiful you could really be. I hadn’t had anycoffee in two days (I actually hadn’t been eating at all), and the sun meltedme so easily that I had to sit down. The ground was dusty and you told me notto lie i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1220075/ an old story I hope to rewrite, someday. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1220073/ a circle does not http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1220057/ The grey light makes another sunrise as I stumble to a pending awkward phase-there's this motion in my stomach and this burning in my mind,and I fall off the earth and pray to someone I don't die,I'm such a f*****g hypocrite- so sorry, so selfish,but then the stray cats come to greet me, begging for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1217760/ I had a thing to say but forgiveness took holdDidn’t get a chance, didn’t give a f***a part of me pointed at you but I know you don’t know the way I’m just an edgeless cliffI’m just an edgeless cliffYour ultimatums make the most sense of all my riddles and rhymes If I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1214803/  Oh, Mother, I’m tired andI hate myself again,I have always been acoward, dragging my selfish, greedy body through the streets to avoid thesunrise again and again and again,passing through thesecanals of emotion on my way to absent ado.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1214802/       Arrogance                 For Mrs.Tyranski&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1214800/ There is a tall man standing at the top of the hill. He is wearing black pants and a black suit jacket. It appears that he has been unfaithful to his wife because he is alone and pacing on top of a lonely hill. His appearance is so very, very important. The hill is called Loneliness Apex.I walk acro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1214796/ You’re so f*****g bashful- I bet my red fingernails make your stomach quiver noisilyI tuck a cigarette behind my ear and tell myself that I am strong(My hands would look better touching your paleness)I want to grow up and be tall!Again and again and again I pull myself through the heatI tuck a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/1214794/ teach me what to dowhen things are so awfulterrible, they are terribleI loved you I loved you feel oh feelingI said you don’t have to give me answersas long as you give me truthteach me how to lie http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/752443/ the theory of life http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/725611/ to wake up,to feel the world breatheand spin wildly through the universewhere everyone is sure they don’t belongwhen I see you, I am runningfor miles I tumble across potholesand stretch my bones through the starsyou are my moon,the most beautiful dream’s lightI sing this in the cold dark.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/697527/ Imagine you want to feel everythingso you get up on stage and dancethe floor is dirty but smoothand the spotlights make you exactly beautifulyet the audience won’t stop being so loudyour eyes are red inside, your hands are far apartas you listen to the symphony of requiems,you wish you could p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/697526/ last night I dreamt that you were saying things about delirium,that it was coming back againand it was stronger than we rememberedso you became a Buddhistand I flew up to Heavenbut nobody answered the doorwhen I looked at the stars, they were all mixed upthey refused to shine,and it sucked, it sucke.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/697525/ sandcastle,she’ll build you another towerthat girl’s a liar but she’s f*****g brilliantshe’ll perfect you while I waste timerepeatedly, repeatedly, repeatedlywhen the clock tells me to, I’ll stop pondering lifeand smile to see you towering in our kingdomthat girl’.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/697511/ a modern interpretation of samson and delilah http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/695948/ again because again I am a personall of the virtue you think is worthwhile,it's just love, stale love so homesick and far awayto be honest I’m the worst person you’ve ever knownI bring my absent mind and broken spiritjust so you can say good morning and remember me,make patience with my .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/677934/ I want to be blind and travel the world through motionleft and right with no certainty, oceans of mountains of desertstracing every circle in the sky until my hands won't remember youthe subtle things that no one sees, let me have them again in my mindthis codeine acid trip rave, spinning wildly aro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/676837/ I wish the meaning of life were strung behind me like a twisted road,cracked through some winter as a stainless, blameless, loveless mark in timebut the walls caved in on you, the rocket ship to the moon, so no one heard the most important things you saidand as I sit on my knees in the wooden estate.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/668890/ sometimes the walls cave in... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/667930/ there's a sheet of construction paper outside my windowshadowy trees and houses are drawn on I'm confused because I don't remember who drew them anymorebut I have a feeling it's someone I know very welllast night I forgot how to sleep,so I tore away the crappy artwork and climbed back to where I cam.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/665130/ My bird is dressed in whiteShe doesn't love me,but she burns my skin in the nightI try hard but my eyes won't seeAs all of the world pours into my bedMy bird asks me not to tellWhat you see is not religion in my headIt's not like I believe for God, I'm in HellEverything here smells like dustMy bird .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/664009/ where are the roses in your words?give me something to write downbecause I don't like being here, it hurtsthe disease stings my head and wrists through the nightI swore I'd start eating again,but all by myself is too crowdedI think I'll go home and disappear into my world of flowerslilies, maybe, th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/663487/ About my battle with anorexia and the person who helped me fight life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/662349/ there's a sheet of construction paper outside my windowshadowy trees, houses, and lights are all drawn onI'm confused because I don't know who drew them anymorebut I have a feeling it's someone I know very wellthe ticking clock says "yes, yes, yes""maybe you ought to die"But I say "no, no, no""I'm h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/657998/ you're a rocket shipa stainless, blameless, loveless mark in timealright? the walls caved in on me actually I think you burned them downit's a compliment if you think about iteverything I say is in admiration of youand now you've fallen asleepyou're missing the most important things I saywhich is fo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/657875/ here I am againsitting on my knees in the wooden estate of this churchit’s on fire, I swear I can smell it in your clothesbut don’t worry, I’m drowning, I’m drowningI’ve got so much water in my bonesI’ll put it out by myselfI’ll save the world by myselfJust .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/654478/ There's a fire in my closetand the whole damn world's pressed against the windowlooking in on what I've mistaken for the answerbreathing in, breathing outunder the weight of all the smokeno matter how loud I screamit still sounds lameno one's listening anywaythe steam on the window is full of their .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/648573/ It's game day you have so much hairthis room is full of hairlet's cut it all off and make a pilea pretty array of soft colorsyou don't appreciate the problemIt's the perfect dayyou won't say goodbyethis town is full of mes and youslet's burn them all and make a pilea pretty array of black and browny.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/648571/ happy holidaysfor the massesthe lower classesthe half empty glassesthe girls that you meetnearly naked in the streetno consequences for their feetso rawso rawso rawmy friend who's dyingstanding up or barely tryingI can't call when I'm cryingso impossibleso impossibleso impossibleall the books that n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/645177/ there's a market down the streetselling pictures of peoples' feetthere are tennis shoesand moccasinsand sandals even though it's so cold it's so coldit's so cold out herethere's literature spread across the wallsof the rundown, broken public mallsthere's Tolstoyand Goetheand Parker even though it's .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/644130/ this ship's sinking like the temperatureof a small little boyhis body was on fire, but now he's healthy and we're goneunder the waves as the mercury sinksit's a sacrifice for double meaningthe way your heart is so overdrawn,colored out of the linesat the library we would have stolen I think you coul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/644129/ Oh London bridge,you're falling down examining the structure now,we see that you were held together with paper clipspainted with nail polishand only got approvalbecause some fair lady slept with the contractorOh London bridge,we'll build you back upthis time with glue and markersa pretty little busi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/gravitylava/644128/