Dark Poetry Prose Poetry July 20, 2005 Dark Poetic Prose

07-20-05 wednesday 11:13pm

the seduction was mutual. that's the one thing i know for sure. everything else about it is left to our discretion.

the moment was high on various drugs. pleasure and pain mxiing in a cocktail that no heart can endure.

the vein was open. mouth agape. willing. all too willing to swallow whatever touched its tongue. just to sample. just to taste life again.

the guilt that should follow reamins an absentee vote. the hope i had for us wholly fulfilled.

because the seduction was mutual. as was everything else. the pleasure and the pain only pigments we dipped our brushes into.

and what it painted of us. of me. of you. that portait still hangs. as portaits often will. smug with contentment. as i struggle in vain to find a frame that will suit.