Dark Poetry Prose Poetry January 2, 2006 Dark Poetic Prose

monday 01-02-06 10:49 PM

unravelling as songs will. to the swell of the silence in your head. so broken as you are when you listen. that is its appeal.

spread wide like eager thighs to capture. what becomes of nights unaccounted. and lovers scorned.

tall stoops in short cities. looking out over the buildings they pretend. the sky asks and they answer as though the question were theirs.

long roads that don't go very far. engines admitting their lack of breath. as oxygen floods every moment with a promise to find a reason to let these roads change us. forcing us to wait. while all that waiting becomes us.

time misleading. playing the wizard when it's only the curtain. all magic is already there in the faces that echo as heavy eyelids descend. any spells were long ago cast.

you look for truth at every step, but you'll not find it. because it leaves no footprints.