Dark Poetry Prose Poetry July 31, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

7-31-03 9:13pm thursday brick NJ

nothing to say. just blank space. without and within. open mouthed temptations. closed eyelids.

long lines. longer nights. fleshy pony rides.

move like i'm immortal. then cry like no one's listening. simmer. burn. then explode. yawning life waking up abruptly from such a long coma.

screaming breaths. taunting darkness. bodies ripple and bend to the rhythm of pleasure. eyes closed. minds forget. the moment grabs you. takes you hostage.

it's as if i never lived. never had to feel anything til then. and never after. it's as if i never was born. never had to know myself or them. and never more again. gone. melted snow sculptures that spring forgets. hardly a memory. cold, frozen effigy of life. never lived. never died. just melts. vanished into the ground like it never did exist.

7-31-03 10:30pm brick NJ thursday

heard once autum leaves don't really die. they give life to other things when the world is sleeping. heard once that summer never really happens. it just gets so cold that you think it's hot.

as if every whisper contains a syllable of truth in it. being constantly raped by the lies.

listened. always did. like it was my last chance to ever hear you speak again. cause whoever you were. and whatever you meant to say. it just may be true. tonight allows. but tomorrow may not be so kind.

selves seems to find all sorts of way to predict and to demolish. stubborn lives. predictaments. gaping darkness so humbling and so contrite. words become rooftops. keep the rain out. bear the frost. words adjust in their swivel chair. turn around to find everything is different.

if it's ending. or if it's only just begun. i don't care to know the difference. sitting in my lonely chair. following my lonely songs. you can be there. but you never really can be. my heart can love as strong as it sometimes does. but it's caught in that cage. constant presense in the back of my brain. you can make me cry. you can make me feel love again. but it's not the same. it's caged. it's impotent.