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January 19, 2005
feeling exposed
eh, just wrote a tough poem, emotionally draining. MY BEAUTIFUL PREDETOR. Then I had cyrus to review it, he also helped correccting the words, and misspellings, so it is a cooperative effort. I was telling him, how most people, live a very carefull emotional life. they close their eyes, they dont say any words, and they try not to feel anything, they are basically closed up. On the other hand, I need to see people, talk to them, get inside their head.i,e (CORNIVORES POETES, which explains that process in very graphic terms). then I have to get myself open to their pain, allow it to inspire me, and effect me, so I can write. Yesterday I also had a good talk with Fereydon, about the necassity and pleasures of INTERSOURSE, for men. I am of the opinion that the act of intercourse serves as a Power Play for men, that is the reason that women, enjoy FOREPLAY, much more, but men, need to exercise their anatomycal rights and intercourse, in a way, they invade or conquare. by the simple mechanics of the act. I think that discussion, had a lot to do with the piece I wrote this morning. I found it some, this morning in the shower, and stayed in my head through out my drive to work and then, it was sppiled out. Any way it is now posted on Poets.com, and probably soon I will have it posted here. As you can see some of my rants and poems are, adult oriented, since we , my friends and I, do live in an adult world, and are presumably adults, however, how immature , or mature emotionaly, that's whole another story,..........I thin I here an echoe....Posted by Idinraha at January 19, 2005 11:10 AM
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I'm getting addicted to your poems. I read them every night. I guess this is a way for me to connect with you, my complicated, addopted brother.
Posted by: Maryam Ahmadi at January 19, 2005 08:32 PM