http://slow.writerscafe.org/DrollProle The original writings of author Droll Prole en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981041 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 So I can live in the present http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2959322/ The web bobbsSpider arms reaching out to endlessness This is connected to this is connected to thisTiny tendrils entrap meThe spiders spin webs around meTeflon binding spun in wordsIn ideas these labyrinthine patterns Repeat repeat.I got stuck on a thought one day Tripped, sticking.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2861444/ Inspired by George Orewell's writing on toads. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2854599/ We trip We fallDon't beat yourself upOr you won't want to get upHere's a hand for you little oneWe can walk this road togetherI know it's the hand that was holding you downForgive me for the pastI am the one person you can't trust but...There it is aheadOur mountainIf I was leaving you behind I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2787942/ Aliens fly right past earth. Tis a silly place. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2118025/ I saw them disappearThey seemed to be togetherFrom this far awayThey were right hereApart, but side by sideTogether in front of meBut apart and distantIn thought, perhaps together.They moved in separate linesApart but going the same wayAnd in the distanceI saw them disappearTogether in the vanishing.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2087921/ Take this little pill to put you to sleep.Insert this dripcause you won't be able to eat.Everything stopsThe ceiling is grey.The window is grey.Those eyesplay over a record and wonder'how did it come to this?'Who knows but, learn from it and seeit's ok to be different. Stop running to coward he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2085836/ Meow http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2082344/ How did you put that hole in there?It seemed to come from another dimension.All the pain came through it.A wound I couldn't see, only feel.A black hole opened up letting tears and sadness through.But, behind the tears was laughter"You in love? You just wanted to get hurt"Try to breathe through a che.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/2077219/ Smile and smileSo nice to meWhen did she seeThe dangling thread?All in my head?She smiles so nicely.A few words saidA pull on a threadShe knows the loose endsWill unravel meJust a tugNothing muchA smile to cover it.Coming apart at the seamsNothing as it seemsNobody sees what I seeHow am I so defence.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1938724/ Streams of random, conscious unbound. I found some words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1900910/ Or were you always that way? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1892948/ In Time... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1892207/ I woke up today, so tired from all the other daysI'm telling you the abyss looked back at meAnd smiled.It looked me dead in the eyes and apologizedFor the following dayFor it was the same as the previous dayEternal repetition is my definitionOf a hell, an eternal black holeA life spent looking .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1676236/ There was a foolWho used to useAnd use and use And use.Like a worn out ragIn the mirror seenA washed up thingWith a broken spleenA magnet for disease?A lounging at ease?High on the breeze?Floating through life??Like a bed bug on a veinOr a particularly bad stainHe could not shake itNow sleeping.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1495961/ Think of something quickBefore I have to go to bedThen it will be too lateThe tide is outSo is my mindBut my heart is beatingAnd there is hope aroundIt's electrical tickingThe wave is outTide is behindHeavy eyes seeing againThe fading sun todaySo hot and humidIn the falling rainWake me upBut I need .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1485210/ Dusty ole heart beating crookedBlank pages of days pastSo easy to bury down the fadedWhat the hell is wrong with himHe's gotta read right through And intoThe darkening part of meJust to see me bleed, a good readI never had to try so hardJust to please someoneHaving to turn the dusty pages nowIt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1473064/ Oh this horrible crow has sat upon my shoulderAnd told to me a another grey storySuch horrors played out in my earThe red moon seems soaked in blood tonightThe sharpened beak of a twisted fortune tellerTells me to stay fast, to be speedyWas there a rainy day that ever bode well?So many stories for t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1466149/ Something benign when given force can become destructive. Does this force come from chaos itself? Why do I always make such s****y friends? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1466088/ It's okIt's f*****g ok girlSo it goes to s**t every now and thenSo it does and it will againIt rains, it poursBut the day, it's yoursSmile cause the pain goes awayStart again and againYou can cry outAnd tear at intangible wallsYou can be demented the choice is yoursBut destruction today is a mess to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1132887/ :'( http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1120547/ The barren moonShone on the leavesOf the darkened trees.Standing on the roadThere I sawA ghostly apparition. It was him,His face seen faintly,The shed behindShining through.A shadow, a shadeHaunting the vicinity.The night air was thickWith moisture.The moon looked down,Her pale face F.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1085417/ So he was a bad appleHow could I know?My heart says yesTo the blackest of blackBut I don't know why.In the design of my heartThere is a flawThat lets the dark matter inWhere is the light?Bury me in the sunThat I should never forget How dark the night is.I don't want him nowKnowledge is illumina.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1076806/ An angel turns the screwA singer sings the songMy room is emptyI am empty tooA fool can only be a foolAn insipid mind Cannot save itself from harmEvening is eveningEven as it changesIt is still what it isSo am IEven as evening becomes nightSo night is nightAnd dawn is dawnAnd evening comes roun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1076795/ Fog rises off theroad home, coloured lights in pools shine as summer rain falls. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1076683/ Purple sage What can I seeIn a mirror of uncertainty?the future the past the mast of a shipand the century ofworshipthere is a dangerof knowing too muchand saying nothingwaterless on a ocean of knowledgepurple sage I can feelthe temperature of the citythe water is tepidthe houses.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1066325/ Gender critic, I should shut my mouth. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1066295/ The tidal waves roll inSwept away, I swim and swimSome kind of horror or sinHas dragged me down to the Pacific Rim  Convinced me of its black loveAnd given me a brutal tidal shoveI need a tincture in my...The universe in my...Oh, my cup is empty again.It was to be filled with the cureBut t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1021913/ Saw a documentary today... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1011723/ Goes on a rampage. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1008498/ In a pond. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1001539/ There at the top of the stairsThe blackened doorwayThe fires that raged thereWill never be forgottenNo door stands there nowAnd the struts are all eaten awayThe roof still stands or ratherLeans to the sideI wish I could go back in And save everyoneSave them from their sad fatesBut it's too late.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/1001086/ You know those people, so sure their garden is in order they try and fix yours up. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/997325/ I am an isosceles triangleEqual sides that meet in the middleBut resting on precarious pointHow hard do I fall When the other half leaves?Poor isosceles.So dependant on...But Im moving onWanna be a standaloneWanna be full-grown.R. A. Purdy. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/997303/ I love itIt makes me feelSomethingLiving in my headI left the rest for deadSo drive in theStakeMake it hardKill that cold thingMake me squirmI love itTwist that peiceOf woodSo it hurtsGoodYou do me a favourGave my day flavourYou thought youWere cruelYou just did whatI wanted you to doFool.R. A. Purd.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/997301/ coldThe reasons born of a deathThe originator no longer holds interestLove'sHeat and power all fadedIt was intense but fleetingVastWas a road and a path too longWelling up of a new surpriseEmptyForgotten, driven by too fastTo watch his face blurred and recedingSmileOn my grave, graces all disgardedN.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/997297/ Bam http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/991051/ Choosey, chooseyRemember the old daysHow bad they wereQuick turn the pageThere was an hourIt was quite longSo long in factIt must have been longerDrawn out to the ends Of the very earthI predicted the end so easliyTime bends around The chaos and A small thing happensNobody notices but.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/990544/ The mewling of the cats on the fenceOne late nightWill it rain again?I turn out the light.There is nothing in the dark Only shadowsThe fear existsOf a thoughtSo terrible The rain on the roof fellLast nightI could not hearTonight it scratchesUpon my wall.Scritch scratchPitter patterBump and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/987799/ 40quag in the mire mire in the mustdust in the airair on the hairblues, greens weans the beansfrom the vinesof time and timeagain.Pretenders areenders, schemersof things, ringsding and batsrats in the binchewing the leftoversof the broken insand outsshouts, clouts in another time.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/980485/ Got the sicknessBut didn't knowCaught it one dayBut it didn't showShe thinks she's alright Yeah she thinks she's okThese people think she's rightThey think she's class ASo close they let her stayThey let her cook the foodListen to what she has to sayThey reckon that she's goodShe's got the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/980358/ At the bottom of Pandora's boxOr castles in the airPollyanna DesireWe trust in something fairTake heart my dear and be boldWe're within sight of landAuspiciousExultantTake life in hand!Do not be forlornDespondent or damnedDisconsolate Sombre Of vanity laden shamsAscend to The gli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/980343/ One fine day http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/976287/ I got a poke in da ribsFor every sad girlThat couldn't give a shitFind myself pokingEndlessly into my sideI died and diedRound and roundThe merry-go-roundAnother poisoned tongue Teeter totterOn the unbalancedLedge of another fallDumb de dee dumbGo suck your thumbAnd go to bed early.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/960016/ He wanted a renegadeheartDidn't want to betrappedOr drawn in, tieddownDo what you willrebel heartHe said with arakish grin She loved him andthen ranThere were none thatcould tie her downThere was nothingconstant about Constance In a d.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/956056/ Spare ribThe missing piece Does she fit?He's trying to put it back togetherOr is he? dun dun dunnnnnnnnAm I Spare Rib?The missing piece?Detachable rib, interchangeable?If humanity is as oneHow come we are two?Did you want to screw?Putting it back togetherDoesn't seem so importantThe a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/951511/ Failure to communicate appropriately. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/949498/ I am sedimentSafe hereWashed under this rockI hate it Hanging with theBottom FeedersFucken rocksWish they would moveWish I could leaveThe heavy yearsMassingon top of mesuffocatingburyingparalysingI wait for the floodsTo wash overTo carry me awayLyra Dyson 2011 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/944722/ I'm not hotThat dress doesn't fitThose hot girls are full of shitPrimping and preening in front of the mirrorSkin all peachy and clearI don't care if they are fake or notSucks being an ugly girlI am a muttNot a retail slutNot a pretty faceJust wierd, dumb and out of placeEverywhere.  A mere chu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/943653/ Blah and assonance? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/DrollProle/939932/