Dark Poetry Prose Poetry February 2, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

02-02-04 monday 10:17pm brick NJ

fill me full of holes. like the spaces between when the pianist strikes the keys. inside every beautiful song a thousand broken hearts lay paused.

melt me. like the sun melts snow. take so much something and turn it into nothing. only we will ever have to know.

if i couldn't tell you i loved you then, i guess i'll never be able to let myself speak those words. cause then i'd have to admit that i actually did. then i'd have to let it hurt that much again. i won't do that anymore.

i never told you that i did. not with any of the breaths that i shared with you. i had my reasons. i guess you did too. only i never left you.

fill me full of silence. it's just the playground that this loneliness adores. it swings and screams and kicks like a child. it teases and taunts the less fortunate.

throw me pennies. throw your penny thoughts into me like a fountain. listen for the moment when they break the surface. and float down into. little discs of a dying friendship sinking down into the depths of who i am. make a wish. maybe, just maybe it will be granted. wish upon a star. or wish upon a broken heart. what's the difference. they're both fallen. they're both something small and bright that wasn't wanted.