http://slow.writerscafe.org/Dancemeaway The original writings of author Medicine Man en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017895 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 when we grope the night with our hands it sticks to our heartsour fingers heavy, probingthe night's steady dark-ness, in search of lighttimeare fingers heavy, whenphantoms prod ghost-shapes in our concreteminds?i am at war with the past and you are just an actor.i, your distrac.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dancemeaway/382581/  You throw your veins like kite stringinto the water sky, pale like the fragiletusks who rip pinholes from under yourpaper skin, to let blood back in.i tie my red balloons to yourvacuum ceiling, so that yourspine may flood like feelinglove when it dripsfrom my chest, you sip.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dancemeaway/381206/ silence, nowcrisp in not yours but my bloodrushes, melted from singingiciclesinto the world when it is golden, away fromyour grey lovewho thought, broken god, it mightdisguise its claws as i trust, quietlythe rapture--gonerupture--gonenow, godgoneta fond de nuit veut rest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Dancemeaway/380671/