Dark Poetry Prose Poetry October 23, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

8:11pm 10-23-04 saturday

random thoughts. filter in like wounds through gauze. staining slow and dark. hardening what once was soft.

i remember everything i've ever said that was wrong. how those feelings bled through their dressings. and whom every drop landed on.

it's much better to hurt them only a little bit than to be devasted if you let yourself trust them.

random hearts. burning like candles in the dark. casting strong shadows that mock every thought.

let them burn a while. melt those hard edges away. let them burn a while. see how they change.

10-23-04 saturday 9:45pm

give what was just one last thought.
a final platform before the stage goes dark.
then return. return with all your heart.
to what is. all that you love.

and i will love you more because.

the truth is cold,
but its center warm and soft.

we're long apart,
but you are not gone.
are not lost.

very much there,
as sun to dawn.

so very much there,
in that sense of far off.

so many thoughts,
that are so real in my heart,
but in this world they are not.