What is said about me
when most of my stuff is prurient?
what's the motive, publication?
not really
Shock value?
I'm shocked you would imply such a thing
Self-glorification?
maybe
When my material is mostly greedy
gobbling up sex, vodka, spit, weed, camels and newports
cocaine, crack
p***y juice, menstrual blood, kisses, semen
bar fights
late car rides
bathroom stalls
studio apartments
what the hell does it say about
me?
the self mutilation
the suicide notes
the newly wed lovers
the ex-girlfriend love poems
am i really this needy? this lonely?
this angry?
Why can't i talk about the volunteer work i do?
the food i cook?
the books i read?
the tirades against pro-lifers?
oh, wait, that's another blog
that's the one for siblings, co-workers
who i have to see on a day to day basis
who give me looks already for expressing day to day idiosyncrasies
here is where i spew
this is where i s**t
this is where i eat
and love
and
f**k
by nature
and with anonymous
dangerous honesty
here is
the insatiable
greedy
bitchy
truest, prettiest
and yes, sometimes saddest story of
me