http://slow.writerscafe.org/chaotic_oracle The original writings of author Brian Custer en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776218656 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Title: The Unknown Brian CusterAs once colossal ships wrecked  into the rocks that sirens sung them uponDistractions at all cost ne'er suspecting their oddsThe moment now is different for there are no sirens nearThis ship is mightily majestic and the beauty are the seas it'll sailThrough rough .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/2361759/ love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/731757/ InflictedBrian Custer  Water falls down upon herRats in the gutterWalking along side youCan’t seem to bother Cause she’s addictedCan’t get enough, noCause she’s addictedWon’t turn it off, no Falling down inside herDreams.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/367737/  PoolBrian Custer Shimmer cold watersUnbridled, untouched, forgottenDive into the deep  Any given SundayBrian Custer Redbirds used to falterRegret losing; no longerOne more win and in  MemoryBrian Custer Fell prey to l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/367358/                 It follows you like a bloodthirsty mosquito would follow the stench of those who persevere. Circles around, this nuisance that is looking for one perfect area of your livelihood on which to land and steal time from your very existence, for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/365809/ PoolBrian Custer Shimmer cold watersUnbridled, untouched, forgottenDive into the deep  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364950/  Any given SundayBrian Custer Redbirds used to falterRegret losing; no longerOne more win and in http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364948/ MemoryBrian Custer Fell prey to love lostStiffened heart, alone, no bloodNo longer, says she http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364946/  Eternity Brian Custer Infinite blacknessDark skies bristling with lightDistinguished souls forever there http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364942/ ForgottenBrian Custer Walk into the woodsCreating a trail untouchedForgetting her rose http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364940/  “Goddamn am I hungry, and who in their right mind lives this far from the city? The drive alone would make me go mad and to do it every day, screw that”’ He thinks to himself as he pulls into the emergency parking lot at St. Joe’s. The hospital is massive and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/364048/ My apologies to you;  who reads?for me; who exudes? this piss on you;attitude  Forgive me,for being vague,I'm not trying to understate I want                   (someone) to ta.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/363208/ Twenty-First century;eyes still closedscience-fiction technology;animals being clonedworking with NANOso small,              do they even know? Stilljust not enough         &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/361369/  No centsBrian Custer And when I saw you the first time standing in line you blew my mind,And then I saw you the next timeyou went insidenow I stand in line,All I want to do is go up to youin front of youand just say hi. Cause,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/361036/ MigrationBrian Custer Living her life free            (an albatross)flying the breezesbeautiful girl;a woman she would beshowering the other;passion and romanceI had a woman once. Thoughtful;   &nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/361020/  Midsummer’s Back AlleyBrian Custer One lip pressed (softly) against the other, the taste so sweetsalty      (never better)across your cheekgently;               &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360942/  Love SongBrian Custer 1: am in the morningCan’t hear a thingExcept the bird chirpsSwinging songs (to me) Sings so sweetNo noise from the streetChirps and whistlesI’ll walk through thistles 1: am in the morningThe rain has stoppedThe bi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360240/  Dream a littleBrian Custer All the dreams;on so many nights,everything taking placein the corner of my mindthere always seems to bea constant so dear to methat makes me laugh and cry(but always smile) This constant voice I hear;so surethe unmistakable fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360239/  Conciliate By Brian Custer I wish I were the tree that standsupon the mountainwe climbed and foughtstanding strong our roots (of love so deep) the wind; blows the leaves of our doubtour chance; always therewith no retreatseen for miles thi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360229/ SkylightBrian Custer From the one side to the nextthe horizon’s tiny sky,once battered black, has illuminatedthe sky filling full of light(are we supposed to see this?)All the black has turned white. It's come just in timein time for us all to see.This .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360065/ Shut OutBrian Custer I loved herwhen I thoughtI shouldn't anymoreBut she moved meabout in swirling circlesWhen I fell, she wouldpick me back up again I thought I wouldlay dormantthe feeling (inner pinned)Against my will,no feeling should find its endRational.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/360053/   Love and Life Brian Custer My feelings lay open like a book that has been read (for centuries) and continues to do so; .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/359231/  InevitablyBrian Custer The times are certainly near forthe fomenting angst and despairdriving this madness of ourconsumerist world of gluttonyto finally over boil and searthe harness from the tanglesof the crossbred sheep. Together in the madness,the sheep wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/359226/ AmbiguityBrian Custer Who’s there and who can see,What I am and what I'll be?Going to run, can't take it anymore,Make a stop at the liquor store...Even though I need no more,Can’t stop this revolving door! Who’s there and who can see,W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/359223/ Just for NowBrian Custer Just for now she sees my eyes,eyes seen so distantJust for now she imagines,imagining what we did wrongJust for nowshe counts the time,times come and goneJust for now she rides the waves,waves crashing downJust for now&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chaotic_oracle/359220/