http://slow.writerscafe.org/smear The original writings of author smear en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776246718 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 prompt: The feeling of being in a quiet airport waiting for your flight late at night/very early in the morning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/2010839/ prompt: The effects of suicide on the people it leaves behind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/2010835/ "an insult to be beautiful," a commentary on the hypocrisy of attention http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/2010811/ path t path, i wonder how long how long is your drawn out song[...] http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1980893/ A prompt from Diggory. Eian and Thomas (their character) go hunting. Almost. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1946604/ too late to be a muse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1880810/ Fire, heart, burning.Ashes, soot, soil.Gardens, stars, galaxies.Systems, worlds, niche.Home, you, and I.She saunters along the clouds above, looking down on the world we knew. It is when spoken to, that I see forever in her eyes, and in my heart. For too long now I’ve wondered where I can find.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1880807/ If i must choke (Ill choke) With your hands at my neck http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800692/ i couldnt be bothered to mature http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800690/ each night im on my knees for her, waiting to be saved http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800689/ lil’ sis were already dead by time the suits came http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800688/ but i will not rip myself apart, just to bleed you out http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800687/ i find pieces of you letters left in little liquor bottles http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800686/ these lips part to parse meaning http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800554/ but when im told it's your right to have an opinion, I wonder what right I have to feel http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800552/ you do not keep promises http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800550/ you’re presence is a present that presents itself to me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800548/ in the darkest hours of my night she comes to me like a muse http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800547/ ashes fall from her cigarette into my hands and over my clothes as i look, from down on my knees http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800546/ she doth come to me on nights just as still http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800544/ her words were like honey, as they dripped from her lips http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800543/ today he tried to run into the robber’s veil snow had become http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800542/ to be alive at the end of the world a place i can peak over its edge http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800540/ where i a thing, but what i am, i wonder what id bewings hold no value, in a sky set a fireoceans, hot with coalsJuly 16, 2015. black bird brailcrows against the ivory snowthey leave a trail where it leads, i do not know but of my needs, i know it will showmystery and nebulo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800537/ I don’t wanna be just another parody http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800536/ and it is on the edge of the universe, that i will grow my wings http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800535/ they will remind me of you and how much you taught me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800533/ it is often i wonder, when the demons will strike at night i wake up in cold sweat, my head yet to be on a pike how id love to be wrong, how i pray to be safe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800531/ worlds, we collide in stardust we fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800530/ "and i ask unto thee" where our lips will fall http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800529/ and you lay there waiting for someone else to understand you're moving light years ahead in your mind http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800527/ "Blood, skin, bone and soulmustn't hold backReap what you sow Disease, cuts, bruises and fissurespull skin's slackAnd grab the scissorsPerfect, pretty teeth like ivory jawscutting through fleshInto a savory mawSeparate the meat from bodysave the art"I've one strange hobby" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800526/ Shrouded in lavenders, heliotropes, hues All kinds of colors to make it to you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800525/ Into the alleyway, a tiny little crevice It takes a little more than "one, two, three" A little crazy, it would be good practice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800524/ Kiss me once Smack me twice, Kick my a*s Lick me trice. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800522/ I am the rock that you use to break your stones I am the dock that you rest at when alone. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800521/ You're like a warm Autumn sun That over looks the horizon Watching all of those lonely people. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800518/ When you look at me I feel a certain dread overcome my being.I hate the way you breathe, the way you walk, how you talk and your choice of words.I wish I could desecrate you in front of the masses.What do you insist on evoking my rage like this?I suppose it can't be helped.After all, I do the same t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800515/ Sitting all alone in a room full of people http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800512/ Sometimes I think you hate me...sometimes...------------------I know you do.I don't want to think about what I've done to you.------------------or lack thereof.One time or another I can still feel you breathing.------------------Right on the back of my neck.Sometimes I can feel you watching me.-----.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800511/ the water is shallow,but it looked so deep...i tried to swallow,but i couldn't keep...Her soul is hollow,counting the bodies like sheep...The rain was red,the trees...now dead,the rain was acid...the butterflies fled.shells of the ignorant were cracked...so she was laid to bed.The sound was postmort.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800509/ She hasn't spoken in days.No ones seen her out of the house...I guess shes waiting...For hum? I've no idea.The mistress...has she seen anyone?I don't believe she has...Possibly.I doubt it though.Maybe she's sick...Could she be died?Not possible.I hear her every night...It could be the wind...Don't t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800507/ "All I've ever wantedAll I've ever needed--------------Is here...-----------In my arms"Looking up to  the summer sky, I pauseThere is more than just a light up thereThere is a home where I may never beI fallow the jet flying over head with my eyesI look for a moment and then without thinki.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800506/ There's a strange feeling-----comes to mind-one that speaks loud and clearbut still subtleIt comes faster than a car about to crashIt maybe a lieIt maybe the fearI want to run from thisto another place insidesomething only i can provideI act it out in my headI make you reappearI know exactly what yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800505/ teenage angst http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800504/ taken for granted,i cannot say...looking to the other side,i cannot stay...i know what the real problem is...so i...step back and let it roll.don't question me...i just, need time to let this heal.do you realize?just how lucky you are...do you notice...the people sleeping,on the corner of your stree.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800502/ in times how we flyunto we surmiseand here is where i will staycontent by your side with no regret abideuntil the stars alone demisefor now i will playwhat more could i sayunless weve got something to hide http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800498/ when all that is left fades away when the pillers of our lives decaysometimes i wonder if youll stayand in these trying times i mayfind a role for you to playbut i do fear to sayfor i may ruin the surprise  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800495/ But my need, like time too, shall pass. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smear/1800492/