Dark Poetry Prose Poetry September 1, 2005 Dark Poetic Prose

09-01-05 10:50pm thursday

blacklisted hearts channeling their rage. where it goes only a feather clutching the wind as it constantly shifts direction.

take me like a wild fire. ravage everything. leave it all dead to regrow again.

or leave me barren like a desert. starved and unquenched. hanging on the edge of extinction by bloody fingers.

it's what we are. damage. to ourselves. to eachother. in every sense of the word.

it's what we choose. like death chooses its victims. random and without mercy we swing the rapier and eventually connect.

how it hurts. too much now. after all these years. how i remember. with a sip of pleasure and an ocean of grief. how can you be gone. again and again and again.

giving. taking. molesting the love. ripping open its thighs and shoving that ache inside.

i wanted it to change and even though it did, i didn't. all i remember having felt. and every new feeling that grows from. it's still the same.

every new beginning leads back to that same end.

and there you always are. burning. outside and in.