http://slow.writerscafe.org/matthewkult The original writings of author Matthew Kult en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776053210 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2869353/ Addiction. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2869073/ An old write. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868861/ It seemed early but it was already darkOff in the distance I could hear my dog's bark.I took his hand, he pulls me off the couch and stands"My love..." He says. My attention, my affection, he demands.With a gentle kiss, he presses into me, a passionate spark. In my cabin, on my land. We .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868715/ Trying to break the rust. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868674/ Just working off rust. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868434/ If you don't like dark don't read. You will not like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868256/ Working off the rust http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868185/ Just getting warmed up. Been awhile. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/2868148/ Depression http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1978308/ Abuse By Jayden DeVoirI love you.But I only feel pain.Scars left black and blue.I am your property to detainLong ago, I was a free spirit.Desired to be in your arms.Now, I fear it.Took off all your masks and charms.I WANT TO BE! A bird in the skySpreading my wings and fly!The Clouds will b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1974144/ Sugary kisses and velvety nibblesSavoring the lusciousness of your neck.Skin on skin, hands kneading your breasts.Puckishly brushing with your derriere.Fingertips trace to your wrist.With lace, they are bound.Pressing you down to your knees.Your lips tenderly attend.Serving me, pleasing me.Inte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1973875/ At First SightBy Jayden DeVoir, Matthew KultI notice you, but is it me you are looking toward?Is there a mutual attraction? I am not ready to impress.He isn't looking at me. My hair's a mess, makeup ignored.Can't be me, some other better-looking lady I guess.She looks amazing. Jesus, Matt, she .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1969550/ Tale of Two By Jayden DeVoirHow can I help you get passed that I am a girl?Trying to get by in the same confused world.You call it a mistake, caught in the vulnerable whirl.Our experience was true, not friends mentally twirled.I offer more than his use and mental abuse.There will.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1968066/ Fumbling, Bumbling, Stumbling all around Whirling, Twirling, Swirling to the groundGiggling, Jiggling, Wiggling completely confound Rumbling, Tumbling, Crumbling footing unfoundPeeling, Kneeling, Reeling on the merry-go-round Rolling, Trolling, Drolling while clowned. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1967435/ Epic poem 4900+ words http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1962871/ Beauty by designDrawing that perfect lineTo find the flawless dimensionMaking it beautiful and fineTill the image can alignUsing a master's attention.The artist will continue to refine Till the piece begins to shineAnd become an extensionOf her own bloodlineMaking her divine... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1960091/ Sex is sex.Just a touch of attractionThe desire for satisfaction.It doesn't need to be complex,Just simple casual sex,The best life distraction,enjoying the orgasmic effects.When you feel alone,wanting someone to hold,reach out to your friend.Pick up the phone,be straight and bold,and play a ga.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1959889/ A Thomas Nashe challenge I offered a challenge on my facebook page to give me a word, poem, or song and see what I could do. I was given In time of Plague by Thomas Nashe http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1959053/ Starburst was a word given from a challenge on my facebook page http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1959043/ I rememberWhen there was an us.Seems like a lifetime ago.Two kids experiencing love.So little did we knowbut beautiful it wasI remember The first time our eyes locked.It's funny how scared I actually was.And then you said "Hi."My heart, my soul stood in applauseIn that moment, Time stopped.I re.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1955762/ I need you! You already knew What I want Taunt with every flaunt. Just take me! Please set me free. Give me the release With a slow caress A master's finesse. Bring me peace, Within your satisfaction. Our mutual attraction. Make me yours,&n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/1954929/ I use to hate waking up in the middle of night and just staring off into nothingness waiting...patiently...and other times not so patiently...to go back to sleep.   Lately, I don't find it too annoying although it will always be a tee bit.        &nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/918541/ Nothing better than a warm January Saturday where you can sit outside on your porch, finish a cigarette in your Pajamas and wait for your son like a filthy hoosier.  That's exactly what I did.   I refuse to smoke around my son since the whole either it's asthma or it co.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/899614/ It has become increasingly annoying that I don't get to spend time with my son when I would like too.   Not that I was the greateast mother in the world.   Infact, he has excelled since moving in with Alex and Rachel, which makes mama so proud.   I miss him soo much.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/896037/ Every morning I awake to this nightmarish boredom, and most mornings it was an accepted reality to my depressing and semi defective life.   I knew I needed to find some kind of motivation, so I looked for the some sort of inspiration, some motivation to get myself in the mood to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/886306/ Everything is fake. Nothing is real anymore. It's pathetic really.  We walk around pretending we give a s**t, when in all reality all we care about is ourselves.  Our own feelings, our own thoughts, our own self preservation.   We look at people or situations and decide.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/877686/ I hate him.   I can't get him out of my head, and I can't stand it.   He used me.   Hurt me.   And I just simply allowed it to happen.   Like a stupid little b***h,  I am just pathetic.  He seemed so real, so genuine.  He made me feel... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/832483/ Jaidyn DeVoir http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/829497/ I try....yet you push me away http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/798224/ Did I do something wrong? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/760090/ He grabbed me by my head and lifted me easily out of the snow, but that was the first time i realized I didn't have my hair again.   I tried to cover my head and he chuckled.  "Bald isss beautiful."   He ran his hand over his own bald head.  "Come."  He walked.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/758329/ name: Jaidyn DeVoir, Arlandra age: 33  address, city, state, zip:1003 Parkman Blvd Lakeshire, MO 63123  social security number/control number:555-80-7890 contact number:314-444-5858 next of kin:Alexander DeVoir, Ex - Husband314-555-8887employer, addre.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/757261/ CC:   I just found out my boyfriend is married.   I have nothing to live for right now.   I just want to end it. PMH:  Bipolar Disorder,  Appendicitis, Suicide Attempt, Self - Mutilation,GastritisPSH: Lives AlonePFH: UnkAllergies: NKA Pt reports.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/756451/ Open my door,and down to the floorOh my God, Somebody Help!I scream!  I Yelp Please Somebody Help But he only laughsand gives me a slap on the a*s "Nobody is coming for you"And I believe him too drowning in tearsliving out my worst fearsWant get to my feetonly to be beat&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/749770/ What a great weekend.   I have been so busy and I am not use to having so much to do in such a little time.   It was non stop.    Which is a good thing, I mean normally I am just sitting at home doing absolutely nothing.   Especially when it's Alex's week.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/738829/ Hush little babydon't you cryMomma can'ttell a lie.Mommy sorryShe won't tryMommy wouldrather be highSo sorryyou must dieLay down to sleepHere in the trash heep...    http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/736547/ I can't get my mind off him.    Every waking moment I picure him, the kiss, the night.   It was all so amazing and wonderful.   Sorry i havent been writing, but I been talking alot to him on the phone.     We have had lunch together a few t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/736151/ Inspired by Better than Ezra's song of the same title http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/734833/ I can not believe how amazing the date was!   It was like walking in a dream and waking up to realize that was just a nightmare.   Weird I know, but I am starting to get my touch back and feel good.    Like I got something I needed.   Does that mean I had.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/734619/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/733297/ I am excited for tomorrow.   I think this could be a good thing.   I didn't get to see him the rest of this week, he had to work at the other office.   Which I went in today cause he thought he might have to stop in, but he didn't.   No biggie, I got my work d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/733114/ headachewide awakehands tremble,shakeQuaking aching brainTears rainpain! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/731384/ Sorry I cut the last blog short, but I had to get the phone.   Then I fell asleep.  Almost forgot to feed little man's fish, but what can a gal do.   I don't want to go as far as to say this is the one, but this can't be a bad thing.    My heart is just a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/731250/ There is love!Been waiting for so longto see if this thing called lovewould ever sing me it's beautiful song. Finally, miracle from the Lord above flames deep within my soullighting the path in my heart.Melting the ice from this black holethat had torn me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/730894/ I met someone.   I know I know, I am so excited too.   LOL.   like someone is actually talking back to me.   I am silly, but I am excited.   I am sorry I haven't wrote, but i didnt want to jinx it.   He works in the same office building i d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/730752/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/730590/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/730589/ Your whispers warm me so.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/725983/ I canceled my doctors appointment, I feel silly.    I didn't cancel it, I just didn't go.   It was a silly mistake that happened due to lack of sleep.    I don't need to have him sit and lecture me about suicide, and what have you.    I am fine... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/matthewkult/725052/