:: Monday, January 27, 2003 ::

Naked

I felt naked today.

I posted a poem, for the first time in a long time, and for once it was actually about something personal.

I think that is where I went wrong.

I've always made it a rule to not get too personal here. I guess today I broke that rule. I know it's just a poem. I know it's abstract and not to be taken literally, and I know you all know that. But for some reason, I suddenly felt very naked having it out there. And while you'd think people misunderstanding it would make it better, it was not the case. The first interpretation of the poem I got was the exact opposite of what I was trying to say, and that really bothered me too. I still feel almost compelled to explain the poem line for line, but I won't. I obviously just didn't write it properly, so I'm taking it back for further contemplation.

It's funny how sometimes you have emotions so complicated they can't be put into words. It's funny how you can completely contradict yourself and still think that it makes sense. It's funny how you can try to express something and end up expressing the opposite. It's funny how you can create a stupid web journal with the idea of furthering your poetic skill and someone never post poems... and when you do, you can take them down after 5 hours.

I don't really understand myself right now. Ah well...



listening: Pedro The Lion - The Only Reason I Feel Secure
reading: Haroun & The Sea of Stories - Salman Rushdie
watching: SNL Celebrity Jeopardy (a marathon)

:: Katy 3:00 p.m. [+] :: ::