http://slow.writerscafe.org/chachacoconut The original writings of author Sean J. Dezse en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776049719 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I will never ever forget youI will never ever forget youI will never ever forget youI will never ever forgive youI gave you all that you wanted and moreI gave you all that you wanted and moreI gave you all that you wanted and moreYou took all that you wanted and moreA life deflowered is worth nothin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/2049437/ An early morning cigaretteBurning the throatAnd killing theHeartFalling to the rising sunCrushedButs littered across the blacktopAsh beneath the feetOther people aboutDoing and tryingFor somethingUnknownIt is easy to tryEasy to beHard to doHard to be http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/2049436/ A short poem about lost beauty and unintentional loss http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/2017795/ I knew a butcherA Jew from New York He would slaughteron Sunday’sKeep the meat fresh His wife was kindHis daughter a light He would beat thewifeI won’t say for hislight They say the Jewsare God’s chosen.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/2002773/ She was sitting at the barwith her legs crossedHer ankles wereswaying in the dank air that smelled of stale ureaHer legs made youthinkThat there wassomething else up thereBesides a c**t I talked to her andshe to meI worked and I workedAnd workedAnd .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/2002771/ Love and AshThree days it has beenThree days of filthHaven't showered in three daysThe ash from my cigarettes covers my handsThe stench becomes staleSickeningStill you don't love meI don't think you love anyoneBut youIf you didIt would be meNot the hollow low-lives Pretending to beAny more than.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1959578/ Dark SummerDark summer nightsMorning lights4:00 a.m. on the clockSlink upStairs of woodThere you were satHung like an animalCigarette in handMisery on your faceRegret in your heartIf onlyIf onlyYou knewWhat you meant to meWhat I meant to youMy mommy  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1959308/ Hold MeI just want to love youI want to feel your bodyAgainst mineForget what I amForget that I am nothingYour everything is meTo feel your breastsTo my backSmile and laugh for meHold meWhile I cryTell meIt will be okayIt will be okayEven if it won't http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1959305/ Cry and DieThis world has become messyWe live a life that endsWe should love But we hateWe are isolatedAnd fear one anotherWe should embrace each otherBut we runWe have the power to make loveBut we don'tWe don't do anythingBut cry and die  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1959301/ Fresh and Stale The stench offresh menthols and stale coffeeThey welcome youto life In the early,miserable hours of the morningAnd in the rugged,exhausted evening It is where yougrowAnd where you shrinkinto the wretched confines of your .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1957811/ The TideI look out and see peoplePeople that like to be peopleThe people that walk down the streetRazor blades under their feetSlabs of concrete thrust out of the earthAs if nature herself were committing suicideAnd the roots of trees bending back this tideThe tide of concrete and sicknessI look out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1957810/ The tide of time shifts onto me as I peek into infinity and realize that my soul itself is a simple figment of my ego. I perceive the universe with my primal and savage senses and try to make sense of something so vast that sometimes light itself is slowed and forgotten. There is a fear in me. A fea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1927394/ Experimental piece. Let me know what you think! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1917316/ A poem about anxiety and hunger and the never ending cycle of self-harm that can occur because of it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/chachacoconut/1917311/