Dark Poetry Prose Poetry August 22, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

9:58pm 8-22-04 sunday

it's dark in here, but it's light outside. i watch. i listen. but i'd rather not know why.

it rings. it chimes. it forgets who i am and it tries.

but i don't. i can't. so i listen. silent. pretending to myself that it doesn't make any difference.

on the vergre of your sight you might see it. looking back at you like it doesn't know it can been seen. you close your eyes. you're still awake, but you may as well be asleep. you close your eyes. you walk through all that darkness never even knowing it is. because you don't look. you don't blink. you just stay alseep. and it's funny how no one notices. no one does. except for me.

08-22-04 sunday 10:04pm

i might've put more effort forth if i ever believed. but that's not so important. not now. not since. not ever really.

wear your life like a wet trenchcoat. it keeps the rain out though it's soaked. it's heavy but at least your skin is dry. and so you walk. pretending still. pretending the weather is fine.

i never claimed to know. i never will. besides myself, there's nothing that i know. other than the darkness. and how readily it expands.

who i've loved is irrelevant. it's not whom. it's if. who's loved me. no one i guess. but that doesn't matter. or at least it shouldn't.

maybe i have made friends. maybe i haven't. i don't know. but that's for memory and i'm trying so hard to forget.

maybe life doesn't live us. if we are so lucky. perhaps we have a choice. to be wrong or to be right. or to ignore those margins. to drive. to drive like the road has no end. even knowing it must. just not caring that it does.

what else is there to want except just to feel like that. to feel as if nothing else matters while. what else can anyone hope to find. just to feel. just to feel like regardless it was all worthwhile.

just to be comfortable without that omninous goodbye. just to be confident that it was right even if everything else told you otherwise. just to be certain that the future had no better plans than you or i. just empty cages. and shadows unidentified.