Dark Poetry Prose Poetry November 5, 2003 Dark Poetic Prose

11-05-03 wednesday 7:38am brick NJ

in morning's desperate march to overcome the darkness she forgets they were not always enemies. that they used to make love at both dawn and dusk. and there's was an affair almost timeless. so how are simple people such as us expected to make peace with all these limits and losses.

with words we sing our hearts to sleep. and then in silence we watch her dreaming. refusing goodbyes as they pile up beside her bed. saving every missed touch for the next lullaby we might have to sing. and hoping she won't ever wake again.