Dark Poetry Prose Poetry October 25, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

10-25-04 monday 8:50am

bright sojourn on collapsing shins;
the knees give bend and the thighs resist.

rapid arc in muted breasts,
the lungs give hope, but the head is weakness.

fortune's favor not obliging,
still carries the tiger the future in its stripes.

9:36pm 10-25-04 monday

i carved my heart out of soap. it cleansed everything it touched. but it could not clean itself.

too smooth to stick to anything. too dense to float.

i made my life a well. dug deep to find a source. while on the surface they had their pulleys and their buckets to reach the prize. all i had were the depths i'd journeyed to find what i had to offer them.

i said it a million times. but it must've been in my own personal language. beceause they all heard, but no one understood.

i have nothing left to give. nothing for myself. nothing for any of you.

just walls of stone leading down into a dried up pit. time doesn't heal. it forces us to submit.

10:55pm 10-25-04 monday

the conjuncture of the beginning and the end. that's all we are. apple's that fall not far from their branches. fruit with smooth red skins and gritty white hearts.

there's juice to be extracted. sweeter than the sum of its parts. and there are seeds to be planted. as poisonous in one location as harmless in another they are.

hearts like corn kernels. you heat them and they explode. burst open into something all together different. you hear the sound. the explosion. but you're never sure until you've tasted them whether or not you endorse the metamorphosis.

life mushrooms like a nuclear bomb and you don't know if it's the beginning or the end. you don't know until the hysteria relents.

maybe weakness is only caring too much. forgetting yourself in them.

maybe love is only a savings account where we accrue our interests. collecting returns on happiness long since spent.

maybe it never meant anything except our own contentment. a sense of security we thoguht we could save for.

but it's value rises as do our expectations. it price rises as we near it.

it isn't real. only human weakness.