http://slow.writerscafe.org/beingjohnsweet The original writings of author Being.john.sweet~The Evolution en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775979989 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wrapping the wire                Pinchingthe skin, it bleedsSmells so sweet, and reminds me of the future                &n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/566259/ Seismic fallings trapped me in the circle                & I had a notion that it didn’t feel rightAll the signs were in the skies, turbulent scenes      &nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/467705/ Sugar don’t call me sugar, ‘cause I will rott yer tongue, drill tiny little holes in yer teeth.& run away naked down tha street shouting for a fix.Filling up tha holes in my arms with tha mess you left behind,my fingers will stick in tha glue, spat from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/407515/ Scraping the razor blade up n down the mirror    The torn skin on my fingertips dropOne drop after another along the edges    Rolling over the lipI bend to suck my life back into me    My orderly display of the chaosThat is soon to be sucked u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/315627/ I blast my soul, tearing fingers that wont let go,    Onto that dog train that screams on the railsHowling down the tracks screaming something about what my fate is    Suddenly all I need is the air I breatheAnd a place where it rains all day on me  .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/315343/ Free flow writing, leading full circle-fin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/304312/ My latest book composed of 724 pages an anthology of my work for the past two years published by InnerCircle Publishing. Available on Amazon http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/286931/ Yanking the ripcord letting the wind out of my lungs    A wet hiss coagulated kissEscapes slightly parted lips    Stuck in the last wordsThat fell from your mouth        My mind is in a chokeholdShattering the glass of the hour.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/286658/ My lips pressurize    A lyrical processA little madness at a time    Slipper slippery stoneI achingly caress the leaves    That weeped to me along the trailThe stoney slippery trail    That leads to everythingMaybe a heaven .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/212952/ Solace wraps my veins    Round my eyesPale and withered    I breathe real slowtrying to let the noose go    Tripping onThe light    Reflecting from your irisCore    Brown and slipperyPooling round my soul.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/205242/ Ooh its fun to shake    All over your placeWearing a hole in that    Oriental rugWe stole from the take out joint    Toking low onchop sticks    Getting our midnight kicksRunning circles round mr. rick    Wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/205175/  Thunderclapped                Stepping backTrying to listen                Like a zombieI can hear the ocean    .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/beingjohnsweet/201143/