http://slow.writerscafe.org/Sumieko The original writings of author Sumi en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776128612 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 yea exactly the title http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/354227/ This is when I lose all of myArtistic prowess…When words are boiling,Too bloated with high.The altitude recedingFrom my diagonal pointOf view….Chastised, beatingWith the sounds ofMe and you.I’ve got a skewed lineOf sight,And on either sideStanding with.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/340716/ This day,It’s a slim thing.The bottled nose-creaturesThey play. While I so slender,In my speech.Chew on diamonds, with deformedAnd broken plates.It’s a strange thing,This dull constricting objectStruggling, hardly, throughTremendous quakes.Keep me, though I appear.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/340714/ They harden my emotions,Pulling loose the strands fromMy clothes.Unwrapped, the tideThat crashed onto my kneesI buckle,The blueIt’s warm and soothingAbhorrence.It’s freedom at it’s finest,When I let you wander the sinkingSand, crawling with feeding creatures.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/340711/ ~when I was missing someone~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/340708/ -you know when regret eats at your head, and it seems like you can't escape it?- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/339664/ -This is the kind of love I'd like to find someday- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/339654/ - it's a void, let it mean whatever it wants to, for me it's fear of my future.- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Sumieko/339650/