http://slow.writerscafe.org/JasonMcKenzie The original writings of author J.Sin en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776272876 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 2017.11.17 @ 18:12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1979000/ 2017.11.16 @ 21:07 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1978702/ (a poem for my tangible intangible) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1978674/ 2017.11.12 @ 21:38 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976977/ 2017.11.12 @ 21:00 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976961/ 2017.11.12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976953/ 2017.11.11 @ 23:41 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976669/ 2017.11.11 I don't often write love poems, so this one is a rarity. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976609/ 2017.11.10 @ 21:27 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976281/ 2017.11.10 @ 19:42 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1976258/ 2017.11.09 @ 21:05 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1975809/ 2017.11.08 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1975787/ 2017.11.06 A love poem written for my perfect storm. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1974611/ 2017.11.05 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1974120/ 2017.11.05 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1974102/ 2017.11.04 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1973926/ 2017.11.01 @ 20:42 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1972965/ 2017.11.01 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1972947/ 2017.10.30 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1972374/ 2017.10.28 @ 23:55 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971785/ 2017.10.28 @ 21:17 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971771/ Dilated pupils, a two-four of beer, and a bottle of whiskey,Television humming on a cheap aluminium stand,Borderline tempted and starvedFor the viscosity and detachment            Of perpetualalc.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971745/ 2017.10.27 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 23:28pm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971548/ 2017.10.27 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 23:11pm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971543/ Friday, October 27th, 2017 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 21:03pm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971535/ Thursday, October 26th, 2017 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 20:40pm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1971224/ Wednesday, October 25th, 2017 – Banská Bystrica, Slovakia – 22:03pm http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1970969/ 2001.11.15 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1969904/ Published poem from 2002.08.30 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1969841/ Poem from one of my published books - 2002.02.25 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1969829/ An untitled poem from 2005 that I found amongst some old pages in notebooks. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1969578/ Written on 2007.08.29 in Jakarta, Indonesia at 00:25 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1968380/ A moldy and torn photo is heldBetween nicotine-stained fingers,Faces obscured by time,Emotions, now irrelevant, lostTo milky-white water damage;And fungus.Those eyes.Forgetfulness has always been a bland drug,As memory invariably shatte.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1967337/ YouGifted me with somethingSublimeEncouragement over faithConstruction over demolitionThese are things that impress meInspire me to give everythingIt breeds amphibious enthusiasmRestructures the      .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1967316/ At the edges of sanity;Born of stardust and            Flame.A soul gorgedUpon demonic ireAnd whiskey shots.Fearless sarcastic,Drunk on anarchy,Self-contained by a wallOf absolu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1967120/ Petty zombieYou dog my life like a persistent WaspWishing for a selective apocalypseScooping afterbirth like ice creamPublicly congruentYet clandestinely,            Machiavellian.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JasonMcKenzie/1967096/