http://slow.writerscafe.org/Weseveredheads The original writings of author Alex en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775978409 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I need a cup of teaand to think about me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1576729/ your mouth shapes a perfect 'o'your purple lipstick dancing blue as you plucker your lips together-teeth next,biting into vicious insult I didn't know you had in you....but only I know you had to wax your lip last month. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1572800/ 00:08a perfect time for writing.I need something to believe in,I crave it.I sit with a paper towelsoaked in cold waternursing at my new burns from my lighter,there as to be more to life than this for me.I need a bath, a long bath,but I cant face the fact I will be in the same tubthe same, all too fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1538754/ Day One: Listen Stan, I know you have a thing for meDo I now' he said, sitting up in his chair.'You had a boner last week and I saw you rubbing it when my back was turned'.He cleared his throat and straightened his tie.'Shut the door on your way out' he mumbled,as I smirked .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1529920/ frantic animalistic sexthe wave of red, yellow, blue, pinkthe wail, the crythe tear in your eye  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1528625/ Your secrets and lies...-then I was telling themfor you, for mefor us?I've tricked myself taking pages from your bookand tangling in your poetic prose My liarwho snuck home caught with lingering perfumeand had me at helloYou had meyou had mefrom hello, goodbye and everything in betweenI will ne.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1528586/ I could build a castle on your winks and smilesa moat with your illusionsI would kiss each of your delicate ribsand worship you with seclusion but castles always decay and crumbleand moats just go round and roundbut im sure I will still worship youwhilst you run me into the ground&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1500927/ In every situation there are the victims,and I never minded being this,it made for better imagination,better stories,a stronger mind-set but it is all dependant on what you're a victim of,I can handle the candlestick peoplewho melt you down like slow burning wax,I can handle gum wrapper boyswho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1497018/ you're not as innocent as you seemwhen you prick my skin with lies of dreams but you butcher the moodand we always concludeI was never good enough for you    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1491975/ weekly,I drag my body to the pavement and open the doorforcing a smile as I put my prescription on the deskweakly,I climb the stair to the relentless cold bed and throw myself into sleepwith the absence of youweekly,my phone will vibrate with the pitymy house will welcome the sorrymy fridge wil.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1485145/  You always sayten seas make a sunsetbut I don't know what that means~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1485140/ Your hand down my trousersyou give me three reasons to hate younumber oneyou demand respectbut I don't see a why it should be ascribed to you number twoyou would cheat if it means you will winas you let all of your friends knowso they can do the same number threeyou wont be able to changew.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1480531/  shouldn't drink should thinkbefore blowing moneyon blowwomen will love you if you pay thembut when the money's goneso is their love the dancers danceon poles as yourenthralling eyes consumethe girl that shakes her hipslike the hand that said goodbye http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1473261/ I watched the rats clamber around Londonfilthy fat things that gnawed and chewed and ruined the beautiful city they took every scrap whilst you turned your headand scurried back into their holestheir piles of food grew these rats were no ordinary ratsthese were the greediest slimy rodants .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1472818/ Your blistered tounge knows no bounds-as it bounds between rage and curse. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1472734/ Abortion is just like pulling a plant out of the ground. You shouldn't really do it, but people do. If it was still there in the ground, it would have grown and so would it's significance in the world.When it is fully grown, it is too significant to pull, the roots are too strong. Technically m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1470931/ Your idea of compassionwas leaving me alone-and by throwing your wordsyou slowly dented me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1470439/  I need youI need usbut im not scaredto walk the streets alone~~you played the harmonicato the beating sound of my chestI thought we're made for each otherour own invincible duet but you stopped playingwhilst we were getting goodand you blamed me and blamed yourselffor your eternal black m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1470347/ the words vanished from your mouthand were forced into mineI choked and I couldn't breatheand you watched what you were doing to me its in your bloodyou're a bad guywhat doesn't kill youfeeds your hungeryou gave me a necklacewith your initialsand I lovedhow it choked me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1469491/ She wore black boots and small dreamstoo comfortable with contentwasting precious, valuable timethat could of been wisely spent  Nobody but a brotherwho lived two thousand miles awayshe was fixed to this moment, this spotthis timeand to her that was okay but I was sick like a hangover.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1468297/ I sit in memory cafétrying to remember whyor how could we end everythingwithout a final goodbye I sit in memory caféall I want to do is leavebut I cant even make myselfhow was I so naïve? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1467884/  "Right, get up.""Why, where are we going?"I watch him stand and turn, waiting for me."Alright..." I mumbleand wipe the moss from my jeans.I stub my cig out and we walk back to the car.The sky is dark blue and it will soon become blackbut I embrace the suns retire and I breathe in the colo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1467877/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1467474/  Its the anniversary, she saw it comingand I hate myself because I didn'tI will find the guyI promise myselfas I wipe the sick off of my collar. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1466901/ If you want to come back to my place, you can if you want?It's really messy and my roommate is a b***h butI'm sure we would have a great time. I have some whiskey in the cupboard if you want a glass?I'm not a big drinker but I can be for tonight.Please ignore my underwear on the floor,I forgot to pu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1466889/ There is not such a pain worse than unrequited love.Actually death is probably the worst but loving someone who doesn't give a f**k about you is pretty bad and all.Anyway, it starts with a girl and a boy, good old heterosexuality.I am the girl of course, and he is Alex Mathers.Aw man even .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1465626/ I wake up, fully nude and wondering where the f**k I amI recognise the smoke filled room and I instantly go numbwhy the f**k did I go back here?My head is heavy with alcohol and dirty memoriesand there she isshe is wearing lacey underwear and a ripped t-shirt just covering her breastsI can make.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1465115/ her friend talks to the copshe shows him the pillsits all her fault..she had asked her brothers friends friend I wait as her friend waitsas the crowd waitsas the world waitsfor daisy, for daisy http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1464895/ Please read my author's note~ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1464723/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1464714/ Finding a solution is all that this is, I say to myself to tempt my head.Like an itch that needs to be scratched... no that sounds nauseous,like a Professor f*****g a university student.It's got to be done, it's fate, it's the only conclusion to be reached.Like a lonely, bored housewife and a m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1450364/ she used to f**k men for money and fameshe used to f**k men for money and fameshe used to f**k men for money and fameuntil she hung herself because of the shame http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1450333/ Tina from the office loves to laughto joke and mess aroundshe brought in fairy cakes for us allTina is such a lovely woman Tina looks tired todaybut she sings showtunesI join in with herand her smile widens, the bags under her eyes tightenTina is shaking when making her coffeeshe asks if I want oney.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1450228/ The check out lady smiles at me and tells me to have a nice dayshe tells me like I don't have a choiceshe knows, she thinks I'm pathetic and weakgrinning at me, laughing at meMy next door neighbour brings my post aroundhe thinks I need help, he thinks I'm unstablethat I cant look after myselfhe says.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1450222/ On average, 2 women a week are killed by a current or former male partner. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1449920/ Reap the day away from mebut you will never have the nightI will not live on your time anymorethe night is mine and I wish you could seeeverything I am doing  the feeling will be sitting in the bottom of your useless gutand now you know how it feelsI will wade through lovers all offer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1449264/ She was high, it was obvious.She huddled in the corner of the party on the oversized stained sofa, laughing into her cup with her two friends. It made me angry that she gets herself in this state all the time, I briefly wondered why she does it, what drives her to the dead end.~~"Excuse me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1449052/ Love isn't sprawling your legs apart so far they fix your shattered head,it is all perfect now, you can f**k the witch and break yourselves. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1448568/ He shook his head and lipped a crumpled cigarettedamn I hate these, I must get some better onesyou don't ever seem to listen to me I saidand shifted in the coldhis long black coat twisted and turnedI told him not to buy ityou will have holes in your pocket and thatwill crumple all of your cigar.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Weseveredheads/1448555/