http://slow.writerscafe.org/Cambion The original writings of author Cambion en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028495 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A broken eggshell in the snow  By beaks of rime devoured raw No feather shall it ever show  Bless those who fall before the thawButterflies in spiders' trappings  Their dancing stirs the white demesnePirouette in silken wrappings  Bless those who look for love in .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1912970/ Rampaging tiger, once gentle girl, spare us our lives!Reduce us not to blood-spray with your lethal knives!                   Lop             &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1469070/ Look through the fence, you see that beast there?  That tense lump of muscle and mange-ridden hair?That's old Scrapyard Spike, and this is his lair;  Don't tread in his yard on adventure nor dare.Old Scrapyard Spike, he's been a-weathered for years;  In his chain-link domain, rain-soa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1467491/ Deployment confirmed, Flight Leader at ready  Mission parameters locked in the pipeTarget subsystem structures, hold the course steady  The last thing I want is a wipeMiles of shrapnel, anti-drone hail  My brave flight cut down by a halfMagnetics engaged, we land on her tail  Fre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1465039/ Get her out of those buckles, make her wiggle  Learned fingers tracing her every silky creaseManually adventuring amidst her supple folds  Turning her over and over, send the air out of her!And then an arm across her skirt, fold her lovingly but firmlyNow I can count on her to open next ti.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1463943/ Potato eaterFellow internet poetAnd all around bro http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1462491/ Let us play shogiIn our teahouse, we will watchThe hummingbirds feed http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1462181/ Were I a dead man,Someone might notice the scentFinally, a guest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Cambion/1462112/ At the end of the day, the humans of the Kor Tiaki system aren't so different from those on Earth. 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