Thursday, May 11, 2006

journal entry 253...

ha. i totally just forgot what i was going to say.

i blame billy bragg.

oh. now i remember.

when i was in junior high and high school i thought it was really important that poetry rhyme. it was all "the sky is blue and i love you it can't be true you love me too" and crap like that.

now, whenever i read someone's poetry, if it rhymes at all i immediately chalk it up as shit. you have no idea how much shit is out there.

i'm just glad i stopped polluting the world with the sing songy bullshit i used to create.

also? erotica is only erotic if it seems effortless. most of it seems contrived and silly. throwing a "cock" or "pussy" in the middle of things does not an erotic poem make.

i'm no great critic or expert or anything, but i do know my ass from a hole in the ground.

i'm in an online poetry group and i never write a thing. these other poets - they do the exact opposite of inspire me. i should probably blame myself, but it's so much easier to blame them.

"fuck me gently with a chainsaw."

now that is poetry. har.


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