Dark Poetry Prose Poetry May 14, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

5-14-03 9:30pm brick NJ wednesday

not without its charms. the night falls. like a curtain on a scene you'd hoped was closing. but now that's it's gone you find yourself missing. the dialogue. the expressions of life that bore their masks upon the actors. the loud voices that would project to the back of your mind. like a tomorow you imagined, but will never have.

vacation your life. so it alway is. never there with you. put yourself aside. so you never have to answer to.

it's only breath. or the lack of wanting it. it's only blood surging through veins that can't forget.

the world is full of people. and people full of worlds. their collision magnificent. watch time eclipse your youth as you stumble onward in your lonely footsteps. witness the magic as you're disappearing. almost as if you never existed. still uncertain that you ever did.

5-14-03 9:37pm brick NJ wed.

hey, i meant to say. but it was hard knowing you couldn't. yea, i'd always intended, just couldn't. or wouldn't or whatever you'd like to believe.

hey, i was just waiting for the right moment. but it never presented. and you always knew anyway. if i said it just once, that shoulda been enough. if i icould admit on just one onccasion, well then, you got everything i've never had.

you know me better than you'd ever guess, but stil less than i'd hoped. you choose distance and i try to forgive it. but when will i be forgiven?

hey, it's always been real even if i could never prove it. i don't have a reason. i don't have a question. i'm just in the same place i've always. standing in darkness remembering long gone lights. i'm not asking. i'm not trying to decide. i'm just revisiting that same old haunt. rediscovering why.