Saturday, January 3, 2009

Poem: Poet, Pornographer

More a pornographer,
than a poet.
Grossly displaying
the nudity
that I see
and feel
and experience.
Painting it all out
as best I'm able
but lieing
no matter how hard
I try to tell the truth.

Just like pornography.

Pictures of moments,
usually the most raw,
to be applauded
or scorned
by any
at their slightest
whim.
Intimate moments.
Private moments.
Moments like everyone has
and few people
like to discuss.
Framed in words
and packaged,
for us.

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