http://slow.writerscafe.org/RMacNeil The original writings of author Ryan MacNeil en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776004913 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 the futility of your effortbecame evident at a costthe price of down went upreality was left on pauseblinking through the daysfueled a righteous flametowards a brutal burnoutwhen insanity called your namescreaming from the windowdripping from the tilessprawled across the ancient .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/562269/ In the morningshe left a note upon my bedin it she asked sweetly"Has anyone told you that your beautiful today?"a silly smirk...it stretched across my facelike a bouquet of flowerson a salmon summer shirtI think about how wonderful it isto wake up beside herto touch her skin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/562262/ her skin moist with perspirationhair unkempt and dirtyperfect in every wayI dream of her oftenbut not often enoughwith each slow breath I inhale her essenceeach drink... I taste her beauty upon my lipscontent to feed on her memoryas if it were my last mealwe all have one fina.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/547859/ My knees weaken andlungs be held by youif your wide eyes could see the empty voidwhere my heart once laywould it matter?your picture still restsin my messy top dresser draweramix the books and incenseI look every eveninginto your sweet eyes, why? it sickens me with rank wantb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545867/ My life has become an ashtrayfull of buttsperfect...not so perfecteach come in differentpackagesF**k I love pantiesI can't rememberthe last timeI ate a pairblack thongpink and laceymy belly grumbles http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545853/ This place we call our cityis filled with infidelschalking out the next scorepiecing the plan togetherforsaken f***swith crooked intentionscar thiefs and street workersselling what they shouldn'tblack market banditssouless creatures with bucket eyesthat project pain like a bi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545519/ In all its lunar glory,It had nothing on us.The moon hung highBut we were higherSoSoHighThe gravity of the situationKept me downWay DownWhere the light strugglesTo find youAnd hand over A little comfortCurse the moonAnd its ominous raysCurse the long lonely nights.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545506/ Run the words together http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545502/ Just started writing with no idea of what I wanted to write. I thought it would be a poem,but it ended up being more of a story....kind of. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545423/ My life has become an ashtrayfull of buttsperfect...not so perfecteach come in differentpackagesF**k I love pantiesI can't rememberthe last timeI ate a pairblack thongpink and laceymy belly grumbles http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545413/ If you said that you miss meOr that you still love meI would reveal myself to you,tell me you won't forget methat one day I'll hold you again,I revel in the thoughtof becoming lost in your armsI smell you on my sheetsI feel you in my bedthough I am aloneat least for tonight,a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545409/ By divine heist you entered my world, lightened my onyx heart with sugar cane kisses, sedated me with romance and stole my love. Mine eyes scrutinize .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545405/ damn the poetthat dies chokingon his wordshymlick the prosefrom your bellyand live in the rhythmof lineswhere your presence is eternala gift forever captured in the painfull momentsbetween orgasms http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545399/ silence crept throughthe bedroom doorfilled our mouths with molassesno wordsonly our eyes spokeof the travesties and broken promisesthat lay heavy on our heartsher defeated posturescreamed make it fastinside I wept for herI know her painand would bare it allif I couldmy a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545394/ Try to find some peace of mindI searched all day and nightthe shadows toldof something oldthat hid from peoples sightan eternal forcewith no remorsethat, corrupts the purest intentionyou pay a toll to the keeperleave your soul for the reaperin the place, of eternal detentio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545382/ Finallythe inevitability of oblivionarrivesso sweetswiftly liftingI enter the voidin the abyssof absolute nothingnessmy problems meltlike Dali clocks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545378/ those starsmy how they felland tore through my worldsuch a glorious decentpunctured and bled the night skyof one last gasptruly a shamewhen a star makes its final journeyromancing the skylinein its death dancefrom the heavens http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545373/ pale faced girl left her markon the men she knewand wasn't forgottenby any of her loversyoung or oldthey all rememberher shy little gigglewhen the lights went outher soft, smooth skinhow could I forgetthe love of a pale faced girlI never will...I never did...catch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545363/ Scars and trophiesYou trophied my night standwith your rings and left them therefor her to findwhen she discovered themshe busted my lip with a glass viciously hurled from the sinkI truly regret my decision...to not do the dishes. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545352/ her soft lipsremind me subtly of the days lostin between endless nightsof more n morethe price we paidyouthful indiscretionswhispered into your lovers earwhile she silently screams deafening obscenities.when did the nights turn into daysturn into milesbetween us? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545349/ Orgiastic orphan orchestra turn the pagesof a graveyard serenademurdering the melodySing! Sing!of death and valorSing! Sing!of wretched assassinationsand vainglorious violencewrite of wrongsmisdeeds and misfortuneslet hollow promises echoechoecho through the hallsmurder.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545346/ Make haste, It won't be long til morning finds you, She hid between the sheets and sang "save me from tomorrow love" Gentil face hid from dawns harsh glow,Never far from him yet looking so alone,Russian roulette on roomservice, brokefast a la carte,Eclipse oblivion before the incense cle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RMacNeil/545343/