Dark Poetry Prose Poetry April 17, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

4-17-03 thursday 10:11pm brick NJ

i know i am a beautiful person even if this flesh won't agree.

and if you can't love that person. then it's you i pity.

i know i am a beautiful person even if i sometimes have my moments. even if this bag of bones disagrees.

and if that isn't enough then it's you that i feel sorry for. it's you that's uglier than any flaw of flesh or personality.

but beautiful is afterall what one makes of it. beauty is in theory a reaction rather than fact. there are all kinds of beauty. it's up to each individual to decide what it means.

when you've finally decided you let me know. and if you should decide the beauty i possess isn't sufficient, so be it. such is your personal freedom. if you should decide my beauty within is not enough to compensate for that which outwardly i lack. all i can say is that i was wrong. that i saw you better than you really are. all i can say is that was my mistake.

what did you think that i saw? did you think it mattered at all. it's a shame. the world we've created leaves little room to find beauty in more than the most obvious of places. the world that we worship leaves little time for relationships when there's another dollar to be made.