Dark Poetry Prose Poetry June 12, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

6-12-03 thursday 9:36pm brick NJ

if you've no god. no lovers. no children. then you've nothing . an empty life that ends with your last breath. that's how it seems. look outside for a reason or turn your search inward. either way you'll find no treasures buried. you'll find no leprechauns offering pots of gold.

if you have god then you've a lie to hold onto. if you have love then you have someone else just as lost as you have been. if you have children then you have life after death. but of all these things you can have, with or without them is no different. no better than. just curtains to disguise the loneliness at the heart of every life. just illusions that detract from the uselessness of being alive. a way to live again without having to. a promise that in death life must be better than it's been.

just ways. just means to cope. god, friends, love, children. distractions and false prophets.

believe in them if you can. truth is not what matters when life is on your doorstep. hold onto to whatever you can. reason is not what keeps you content when time puts you on trial. i hope you never know what it's like to have nothing to believe in.