Dark Poetry Prose Poetry April 4, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

4-04-03 friday 8:20pm brick NJ

one more night amongst millions. i've never counted, but there are a lot i guess. one more time to underscore the fact. we are so human. so flawed. so everything we need and couldn't be. so everything we want and will never have.

taste the love in the moment. then spit it out before it infects your blood. tap the love for the buzz and then throw it up before it impregnates your heart. use it before it uses you. abuse it before it has the chance to. we are human. we are flawed. we are life and we are scarred. we are us. what love we can extract from. i wouldn't normally settle for less. but for you i'll make an exception.

loud music. thoughts still louder. weekend thoughts are different from the rest. weekend hearts beat a little less. or slower at least. until time forgets. until memory has taken enough of her poison that she is rendered helpless again. until. always until then. it's the bargain we make with every breath. until then. remember those words when. remember them always. it's the story of our life my friend.

thinking without a thought to touch. loving without a love to clutch. breathing without a breath to care. one more night amongst so many. but every night without you is a night i'd rather not be. every night you're not here i wonder while a little while. i wonder while as long as i can until i finally just give in to the fact that i'll never know why. i wonder why until time once again convinces me otherwise.