Dark Poetry Prose Poetry September 11, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

9-11-03 11pm brick NJ thursday

now and then losing yourself in your own opposition. hollow choices echo the silence that you've taken. cold deep canyons at the crux of your life ridicule all your attempts at. moving in smooth calculated steps. toward nothing. so much like sunset. like the end that doesn't know there's another beginning just waiting to become. whatever choices you've made. or think that you have. don't be so sure. don't let yourself get content in this situation.

reason with the darkness as if it listens. turn everything inward and hope that it will stay there. like time when you had to say goodbye, but you really couldn't. like those conversations when all the right words left. reason with yourself as if your righteous. not a need. just a want that falls too close to the margin of. it straddles the boundary between choice and circumstance. i could decide, but i already have. i could be better, but iim not.