http://slow.writerscafe.org/Simias The original writings of author Chris en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776142869 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My feet are sore and your eyes are redThe thoughts we felt have gone to bedOur anger burnt, the grass regrew Our faint and fleeting fancies flewThe old come young are hearts are stoppedAnd in this colourlessness lockedA new absconded jealousy,My pain your peace, denied releaseUpe.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1286368/ Life is not held.Nor in a sieve nor vice nor womb,My tomb is full now as has been empty for eternity,Her legs constrain enflame engulf and pain, Philosophy is murdered the second I scent you,Your wandering brought down freezing snow,Untouched putrid and best forgot,But alway in a tight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1117121/ Winter past,Spring, still in blanket,Open jail cell http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1116104/ As over waves of ire and airThe hapless wanderer fumes and foams,The joyous mind which free from doubtCan float untroubled through the world,Blowing wind and glowing lightRemind you crystal clear in sight,How truth witnesses to the fact You could not and have never sinned http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1115134/ Flippant attempt to write on the demise of my old relationship http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1114339/ Think not you can arrive at your destination by going in the opposite direction http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Simias/1114329/