Dark Poetry Prose Poetry October 19, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

10-19-04 tuesday 9:12pm

time stutters forward. incoherent. unchecked. what balances it. where's its anchor.

blue lips frozen in an uncomfortable kiss. raspberry tongues turning your esophagus red.

as defenseless as they claim they are strong. so human.

much more likely to deceive themselves over anyone else.

hanging on tight to midnight's hips. as she sways gently from side to side.

burying my face between her thighs. as she rises and crashes like a hurricane ocean.

desperation's turned out to be just as strong an attractant as anything else is.

maybe even more powerful when you consider the odds.

neon eyes sparkling in the darkness. all lit up with a light that lasts much longer than electricity can boast. all glowing with the basest elements.

ocean blues. and autum greys. and the deepest of pupils. like tunnels through to the center of the universe.

clutching every word as you feel the last one approach. every inch you move forward bringing you closer to the edge.