http://slow.writerscafe.org/Psychotoxin The original writings of author Psychotoxin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776022506 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 He was almost a God,He could create and destroy.Yet treated like a Dog,And naught more than a toy.Almost God triedTo be nice to all.But people cried:"Down with you, thrall!"And Almost Dog barked:"Silence, you fools!Being kind of heart,`Tis too good for you!"But Almost Dog subdued.`Twas not.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Psychotoxin/1410809/ Trapped  Sunshine through taintedglass,Vision of beauty, twisted and crass.Inhale the smell of gasoline,Hear the sounds of machinery.Starlight through steel bars,As they man the oars.Swallow your regret,Washed by their sweat.Daylight through a photo frame,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Psychotoxin/1410807/ A recount from a Martian Lieutenant`s PA unit, about a recon mission in an abandoned station, tethered to the Jupiter`s moon, Io. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Psychotoxin/1409824/