http://slow.writerscafe.org/jgalliger The original writings of author Jason Galliger en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015417 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 She was a spark in a dark room, filled with lasers andthumping bass lines. A buttercup of desire squeezed between masses of glowing,sweating nobodies. Her fingers brushed my face; the heat of her skin thrummingwith evanescent ecstasy. I could hear a mu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/1098075/ an oldie that i recently finished, some of the references may be a bit dated. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/1068912/ Laying yourself bare in the breath of a momentthe full moon cries a somber whisper"the hardest heart to hold is one made of stone" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/1068897/ A momentBreathe stirsHeart fluttersThe rhythm inside tells you to hurryBut you cant help but drink The azure haze of her eyesThe fluffy brown curlsThe subtle curve beneath the shouldersYou want to reach out and stoke her hair.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/963675/ Thumbs stick on the keysI pauseDialing you wasn’t so easyYou beg and you pleadBut babe a relationship isn’t what I needNo matter what you sayThis conversation isn’t gonna go your wayWhat you are offeringIsn&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/828799/ Static lingers over the dissonance frontThe thrum-pump of the drum machineLike artillery shellsThat peppers the sky with explosionsSoldiers take cover under the ramshackle bandstand trenchesFrom concerts long pastthe generals stand with tattoos, leather jackets, and spiked hairtheir axes bear battle.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/758616/ The noise bleeds into my brainMelting away all the painBlurry lines disconnectAs I feel my heart skip a stepSwimming thoughtsAnd warm sensationsEcstasy flows in this moment of revelationRainbow flashing halosStretch through the crowdEach moment it touches down, ppl getting loudThe pulse quickens to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/758613/ A fiddle echoes in the morningThe reverb bounces across the valleyGrass sways in the morning breezeGrasshoppers carry dew on their wings A mountain man hums a tuneHe never can quite singThe dirt road down which he wandersCrosse.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/745589/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }The room is darkYet I’m flying light - throughendless .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/686425/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }The twisted and the soullessThey walk along the edge Their hearts c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/686424/ The noise bleeds into my brainMelting away all the painBlurry lines disconnectAs I feel my heart skip a stepSwimming thoughtsAnd warm sensationsEcstasy flows in this moment of revelationRainbow flashing halosStretch through the crowdEach moment it touches down, ppl getting loudThe pulse quickens to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/664761/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }im on my way out thedoor of consciousnesstook some Nyquils***s ki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/664061/ The glare of the monitorThe cracks in the keyboardMumblings by the water coolerGlazing eyes and stifled yawnMonochrome thumbtack-able cubicle wallsThat inch closer as hours tick byFeeding-An urge To scream and run away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/660987/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }Slipping down the tipThe bonds-once tightened-now fray and ripI tum.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/653708/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }In the break before the dawna reverb of thoughtcaught between a dre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/653706/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }The crescendo of rainfallEchoes off the dashboard A percussion l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/635078/ band man chews his guma little musical heart bleeds soulful under his thumb  hymning melodies when he runspiercing static pecking birdssending purple discharge to bluegrass hillsand turquoise hammocks swaysunshine beats down softlytime clicks slowlyhis lock broken by the keycell phone blues bec.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/631499/ @font-face { font-family: "Cambria";}p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }It’s the blockThat this writer is fightingWith will of stone.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/631493/ what happens the morning after http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/600229/ the things that get in the way... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/599291/    He sits in an isolation chamberFilled with blank pages-slobbering dogs waiting to be fed their howls echo across the steel hull of his mindyet all he hears are the sounds of the sea,a seductive siren song,and just ben.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/599268/ Gliding on a cotton ball nimbusThrough paper planesAnd origami cranes-Their wings crinkling the airSlowly they tatter and wear-I drift down as they shredGiven pithy life-by-folds, now deadDown I descend through plaster cloud cut-outsAnd onto checkered fabric terracesOf the “warm thoughts and m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/588900/ Leeches clip at your feetYou nod your head to somestrange beatYou pantomimeIn timeWith some other speedHarbored for by yourdesperate needTo feel trapped inside acage of spinesWith locks and chainspicking your veins like swineY.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/588726/ Was I born to be a voice of the people? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/585353/ inspired by a drive early one night http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/585272/ a response to Dinesh's Time-Fate poem http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/582079/ he sits in empty spaces all alonebody battered, bare boneschain's snake along his feetand only in his mind is he allowed to speakhe recallshis inglorious fallcompared to the loss of Lucifer's gracewho was he to try and compare his fall in its place?yet he tried stillhoping that a sense of false rede.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/582007/ A man's drive home turns into his wildest nightmare. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/581809/ Choking on the condomWhile she left the stove onThe water begins to boilAs the woman ponders her current toilWithin in minutes her windpipe will closeOr worse-slide deeper down her throatShe leans-naked against the cold linoleum wallHer breasts hanging limply- hardly trying to send out a distress ca.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/580655/ my inner musings on the poetic form known as ethree http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/580235/ something you always find but can never keep http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/580121/ Old man jack sat alone at the barChugging whiskey like waterSmokey eyes-glazed and fixed afar Gnarled knuckle bones rattleWhen he flicked the tipRheumatoid- a b***h to battle He walks a permanent two-stepshot by a side-winder in the hip(or at least that was he sold to b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/579807/ written for a contest in less than 20 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/579264/ Her heart of ice.-Beats, cracking,thawing and re-freezing It beats like thecold Stone Mountain she lays inWhen the warmth triesto creep into the iceShe hides in theshadow of the mountainWaiting for the sunto go awayShe longs for t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/579033/ When the world endsthe devil may cryhis tears staining- those dreamers whooften liewith eyes wide openinfected with fearspreading fire acrossthe retinatill vision slowlyblackenslike the coffee stainon your pants .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/579021/ This is a blurb I wrote sometime ago about an important decision in a mans life. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/579019/ Dark, deep and searchingIt reflects my soul with indescribable perfectionThen with a blink-  gone http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/578762/ inspired by my visit to Olympic National Park in Washington. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/577677/ Smoke and mirrorsSwinging wideSee the joker smilingWaving his finger knowingThose things you do. His faced may be maskedBut his eyes seeYour smoke-filled lungsYour bag-shot eyesYour chipped nails He is a br.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/577626/ Without hope we stand aloneWithout faith we crumbleWithout timeOur bones will never be dustWithout loveThere is no home A nomad seeks somethingIn the never-ending blueWithout a set path to followHe follows something new.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/577625/ The hymns sound softer in the fading light of the valleyYet the grass doesn’t sway any slowerAnd the clouds don’t hang over the mountain tops any gentlerbut when the earth rains and the sky splitsAnd all of the stars bend  Ho.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/577613/ The narcissistic satyr plays his flute in the windowsill focusing only on the notes he plays, oblivious to the scenebelow;two men struggle over possession of a rake belonging to a mutuallove interesttheir scuffling adds an unintentional drum loop to hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/572134/ There was silence, endless silence. My hands shook nervouslyand my brow was getting sweaty. Her lips hadn’t moved, her eyes just staredback at me with a sort of emptiness. She just stood there not even blinking.     &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570682/ one of my more angst-ridden poems ever http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570678/ Feel the slow burnChurning in retro-timeashes mount on stereo-topsPaper trails fall with bass linesVines tangle nude teenage loversAnd bear fruit bongs Which breathe purple haze In the apocalypse, shattered beer bottles clutter.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570676/ There’s this feelingBurning It heats me upAnd burns me out Smoke is buildingI struggle to get outMy eyes waterAnd my skin bleedsDon’t you know it’s you I need? Holding fastTo this moving s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570673/ A deadly beautyHides behind soft yellow curlsOnly crying when the red moon turns fullLone wolf howlsThere in lies the dawn of a new morningAll nightly secrets trapped in the reflections of themorning dewSliding deep into the earthWher.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570672/ With your fiery tongue you slay meTear and beat meTill my essence frays and flutters down beneath me Pour dirt into my soul Rub grain into my consciousnessThe patches of blood poppies bloomSubmerged beneath my retina  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570671/ He walked through a door into the unknownWhere the trees shine like compact bone in a russet-crested sunsetAnd the paper moon folds so many ways before tearingWhere men live on houses with chicken’s feet and teetering stiltsJust so when they teeter and fall th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570668/ If you catch me in a shadowIts only me I have to face If you catch me in the sunlightThen I’ll have to admit to all my mistakes If you catch me in the moonlightmy sins will surely be repaid But If you catch .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jgalliger/570664/