http://slow.writerscafe.org/Velour6 The original writings of author Velour6 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776215958 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A spider comes down form the ceiling I let it liveIt hasn't done anything wrongYet it simply exists You try and come up for airI let you drown You've done everything wrong StillI put hands around my neck They don't grip tightYet But they will  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1518270/ Under my best Sunday dressI'll need a kiss to make it betterI can break my own skinand scratch your's rawYou are my excess I read the black letters My bad fortune is in Come and do it again    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1517220/ Grinding teethA mass of wordsSwallowed like a ball of chalk Like an insectwaiting under a massive bootMy crooked spineis soon to break No grand expectation He won't hear After hours there's atrophy of Me and Myself and he will still be there  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1514033/ Mutually assured destruction Industrial sexMy skin is cracking But do I deserve itMolten words in my mouth He whips me with his tongue I forget That I am wrong http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1510908/ Predation and filthand my broken nailsthey catch on my dressas I take it offtwice in a rowalmost three times over I knowwhat will happenMy hair falls outmany strands at a time and I try to knot them together my skin is yours so do what you wish just leave my imperfectio.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1509086/ For three days I feltAnd for three days I couldn't comeChanting and chanting Droning and droning Glory glory glroyI'd rather be nothingDrown in the riverHeld upside down Before I remember I'll feel again http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1508406/ When my skin starts to marbleI'll sit in the shadeIf insects crawled overI'd lend them my homeSharing secretsBut I already knowI'll see my long forgotten idolsWhere nothing never happensBeneath the shadeThe smell I'm now used toMy spoiled milk and candy skinI don't love you anymore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1508135/ I'm slappedI see the sunscratching this heavenly bodymy porcelain bodyNow it's bad luckI've had horrible serviceI'll remember myselfTaller than anything else  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1507630/ He calls me baby girl and I'm spreading myself too thinan oyster that will never bear a pearlbut I can still fill him to the brimI count every time he swears he's still dreamingcommitting vice crimesthat I'm not redeemingFingers catch my tonguewe'll watch each otherbut they start so youngt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Velour6/1506336/