http://slow.writerscafe.org/dufmac7 The original writings of author Patrick McFarland en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776086427 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Warning! If you are easily offended, DO NOT READ THIS POEM!!! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/716640/ Waves snap along the moonlit shorewhile a T-Rex baseline carries ’The Mambo Sun’ thru my soul and out across the dream crested Atlantic.Right hereRight nowI am at peace…Nirvana is made up of such moments http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/716593/ We’ve pissedinto the abyssof life leavingchaos and strifein our wakefor the sakeof the almightybuck.We’ve fuckedsociety’s dogs; Rabid bitcheshowling madlythrough autumn’saborted twilight, their plight abandonedby the clergy andthe evening news. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/716592/ Does anyone know where sanity goes when the voices cry out in the silence? And all that you knew has been proven untrue but the blood and the pain and the violence. If there ever was time to collect what is mine it’s a long time ago I am certain.&nb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/716591/ If perdition indeed holds a place for faces such as mine, the lines of which are the essence of a depressing viewpoint, then I openly welcome my fate. Lucifer, set my plate somewhere between Dickinson and Twain so I may learn from their sardonic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/716589/ Pull up a chair and I’ll lie to you.And I promise that you won’t be sadIf I told you the truth you would call me uncouth and insinuate I might be madSee, Oz is a wonderful wizardWhile Santa Claus flies in a sleighIn the Heavens abovethere’s a God made of lovewho will show y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/715997/ Irish whiskey, Russian vodka, German existentialism, and a snotty cat. Never, never a good idea to mix these before bedtime! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/690123/ As I walk along the borderbetween reason and disorderTripping past the neon gardenof my jaded, ill spent youthGazing off into the distancepondering this mad existenceWho is God and what strange notion led him to create all this?Take me far beyond the steepleto a land o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dufmac7/690121/