Dark Poetry Prose Poetry August 23, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

08-23-04 monday 9:58pm

it's reality. in a documentary sense. sitting. watching from behind a lens. it's life as i see it. an interesting spectacle at best.

you can change the lighting. change the set. but everyone's either one of the actors or else part of the audience.

all lives seem to read from the same script. walk the same ancient stage ad nauseum until the curtain closes.

i can read. i like to sometimes. but i won't recite.

i can write as well. write whatever i wish.

it's not that interesting to watch. so how interesting can it be to live. person after person a rerun of the one before them.

turn it off. make it stop. give me something different. something new to watch. or else just call off the entire performance.

reality i see is not so very real. only so much as the lens reveals. and lines memorized. reality. it isn't really very real. no people. just actors and their audience. stiff stages. stiffer seats.

08-23-04 11:42pm monday

dail up your heart like some old friend you've lost contact with. you still remember the number, but it's been so long. what's there to say to them.

just that time passes before we even notice it has. just that friendship is a symtpom of weakness. not a conscious decision.

skin loosens and all those nerve ends underneath it lose their place in the configuration. they twist about like soft branches in hard winds. and in secret. quietly we're just waiting for them to lose their grip.

dial my number. call the dead. since you can't live with how you've left it. doors you closed, but the latch didn't click. and the windows you've left open causes them to breathe like lungs as the atmosphere expands and contracts with.

we're so full of all the shit that we've let these lives collect. we're so covered in love's exccrement.

i just wanted to live the same as any other person did. but slowly i came to realize that was never going to happen.

so i decided to live my way instead. maybe not the best way, but the only way i had left.