Dark Poetry Prose Poetry October 6, 2005 Dark Poetic Prose

10-06-05 10:41pm thursday

corners turning us. 32 degrees. frozen. in some instances.

the leopard wears. the spots just be. circles mating with squares until nothing fits.

your colors are as vivid as i need. the red is dark. the blue is deep. distant. like the look in your eyes just before the truth escapes them.

touch the bed and make it move. but wherever it goes it always returns to its starting place.

dull lights through the window. weak breeze from agitated lungs. the further down i go the closer you come.

don't taste. just absorb. the scent the fire gives off as absolution burns. don't ask. take. your past belonging to your choices. your future embedded with its pain.