http://slow.writerscafe.org/koalalamp The original writings of author Krista Graham en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776134830 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 It’s hard to rememberyesterdayDark entities in my skullSwimming in my veinsA dim light, a life wastedThe way things areI swear I’m humanRed lips that talk In isolated voicesTones and tonguesIn the pitch dark http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/670476/ Waiting for the bus to comeSlipping on my feetSomewhere there is a placeWhere there are flowers inthe street Waiting for the bus to comeStaring at the skyWatching, waiting, As the lion flies by. Waiting for the bus to comeTaking another.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/654123/ Here I am Drunk againBut sober Enough to knowThat I’m alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/644330/ The violins begin to moan,As the rain falls and hitsthe bone.I found an old letter I forgotto send,As I look and watch the dayendThe children dream sweetwhile they sleep,And I sit in the dark,alone, and weepThe day you left it allwent dry,All I do is h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/643034/ It all went down on awinter’s day,The rain is soaking in thehay.The ships were launched thesea of green,I can’t deny the things I’veseen.I raised my hands up to myhead,And then realized the bloodran red.The lighthouse stands abovethe re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/642520/ Walruses on paradeAll loafing aroundOn a beach somewhereAll fat and flabbyLying in the sunBut not for too longTime to take a swimAnd eat some moreThen may be take a s**t.Walruses on paradeRolling aroundTalking to each otherShowing their tusks.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641369/ Sleepless nights,Endless days,Hopes and dreams,Drifting away.Life and death,Both seem good.Existing in limbo,I guess like I should.No way out,No way in,no hand to hold,no ear to lend.Just feed me pills.Send me away.Just feed me pills.Here.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641367/ I’m in this cave sitting by fireTrying to keep the cold From my shivering bonesAlone in the caveMe and my fireWe sit and talkSuddenly its not so cold http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641096/ I have all these hospitalbillsAnd my living willAll these pills that I takeAnd this smile that I fakeAll my rage and my hateThanks, I’ll make my ownfateQuit asking me if I’malrightYou know I’m not thatbrightAnd if I wanted you to know.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641091/ I’m an animal in a cage. Throw me some peanuts May be I’ll dance for you. It’s all fun and games foryouFor me to please youBut it hurtsBecause all I get are peanuts. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641090/ Peeling bananas with myfeetJigsaw puzzle on my headI just launched the wholeBritish fleetWith a dead squirrel.That’s what she said.  I’m delivering the mail Dressed like an apeI’m aware of my fingernailsI DARE them to escape http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641087/ I remember when I saw youStanding in the rainRepulsed by the worldaround youAnd yourself.I said out loud to you,You aren’t alone.I remember I saw you lookupStare me in the faceGlaring though my soul, yousaidYou aren’t either http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641086/ It’s hide tide on MarsNew years day in HellThere’s two time zones in MontanaUnder six feet of waterThrow your shoes at the sunSit on the clouds andponderThey let their kids to goout and playWhile you hang your tearsout to dryWonder swamplands.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641084/ Sitting on the shoreEngulfed in the mistStaring at the skyHoping you exist Please tell meIf you don’t mindWho do you take with you?Who do you leave behind? Why don’t you speakIf you are real?Why don’t you explain?.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641080/ I raised from my bed,put my feet on the floor.This isn’t like yesterday,or the day before. Today won’t be withoutsome sadness, and pain.But today is a new day,with everything to gain. Today I get my chanceto grab the sunHold it in my hands,and then just run. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/koalalamp/641077/