http://slow.writerscafe.org/ChainsawEnema The original writings of author Chainsaw Enema en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776217353 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15                 EXT. SOUTH PACIFIC OCEAN – DAY GEORGE and WALTER drift aboard a raft, lost at sea. They have long dirty hair and bushy beards that are way overdue for a trim. The only attire th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/380425/ The March of the PenguinsSee them wobbling up the rampBreaking into a sweat, turning their clothes dampDisappointment is written across their faceAll members of the junkie's raceGiving passerby the cracked look of dumbstruckPockets are torn, out fell their luckTheir System has fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/378510/                  INT. PICK-UP TRUCK – DAY MICHAEL hops in the passenger seat while DAVID resides in the driver's, sweating profusely, wearing a hat crafted of foil. MICHAEL'Sup.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/377712/                                  Chapter Four“Aerosol: O' Trusty Guide” “The pits?&.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/376456/                 Chapter Three“The Obnoxious Clerk and I” “I'm sorry, do I know you?”         The clerk continued to glare at.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/375503/                 Chapter Two“Introducing the City Dwellers” Who was I?         I had no clue.      &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/374707/                  Chapter One“Awakening” It was raining.         That was the first thing that processed through my brain once I awok.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/374083/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/374082/ Based off a true story http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/373303/                 “Man, I Can't Stand Those Guys”I'll kill a rabbit, break its bones and drink its bloodSummon Lucifer from pentagons made of mudChanting quotes from my bible, the Necronom.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/372360/                 So I guess I'm depressedI don't know what to doI'm writing things of originality Guess it means it's a mental disabilitySo let's go see a professionalStep right into the confess.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/371527/ I stumbled into the waiting room with whiskey on my breath.  Looking around at the other ‘actors’ sitting in the line of lonely chairs, I smiled.  They were pathetic.  Just look at them!  All of them with their sad, depressing business suits.  This was a movie au.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/370639/ Necrophilic AffairI took her out, it was a SundayWe had some fun, at the café But then we had to jet, we couldn't stayShe started to smell, it was decayThe manager rushed us out, said we were sickI said he was just jealous, that I had a chickHe said some .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/370332/ She was born in a farm of filth and slime,Into a world where nobody cared,Never knowing the meaning of sublime,She grew up a Girl that was unprepared,Five years old was when it started,Her Father smiled and reached across,The was the night when all hope departed,Father stripped Her a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/369843/ Truck stops, you have to love ‘em.    Nowhere else will you meet such a colorful cast of characters. Any part of the world, stop into a truck stop and you’re sure to witness a story.  Something interesting is bound to happen; you just have to know when to look. Us.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/368962/  Chapter ThreeCHARLIE WATCHED THE tumbleweeds blow by in waves of taunting sand, the sun laughing straight into his skin and exploding through the surface, causing legions of sweat beads to erupt down his weak and shaking body. Both arms were hanging out the bars, dangling in the humid ai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/364714/  Chapter TwoA LOUD RUMBLING reverberated from inside Charlie’s stomach. The abandoned gunslinger longed for food, he longed for whiskey. He longed for women, he longed for a way to escape this cell. He longed for clearer thoughts. He longed for fewer things to long over. &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/364713/  Chapter OneCHARLIE MORGAN STARED attentively at his brother’s corpse, contemplating if he could honestly resort to cannibalism. The thought had more than just crossed his mind; it was stabbing into his skull, throbbing his hunger sensation to the maximum, pushing his sanity farther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/364710/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/364709/ I'm burning....oh the flames...they burn......ouch http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/363891/ Meet Hans Goober: Russian spy undercover as an Olympic Bodybuilder. Watch as he makes a complete fool out of himself in front of the bystanders in a gym. He�s pretty fly, man -- for a Russian guy, that is. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/351822/ Poem for a contest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ChainsawEnema/351695/