Conversation bits:
I am going to start getting shit out. I see this sea of drowning from a cliff with all the shit I've written and not got out there.
I'm like "stupid emo poetry zine? Yes plase." I'm so scared I'm just emo in disguise. Maybe I should be doing more with my rythem.
Especially with all this gay shit. I doesn't shock me to read it - you know? I'm not trying to shock. It's so strange. A song I wrote when I was 16 came into my head tonight a tthe gig and the line was: "and I feel like you got in my bed and pulled down my pyjams, and I know I shouldn't like it but I do..." I mean - how the fuck did that crawl out of my mind tonight? It explaines everything I've been thinking for the last week.
Hey - can you copy and paste all that into an email for me and send it? I can't on this computer...
But yeh - I don't ever try to write something shocking. I don't even show my poetry around these days.
I'm just trying to... see with poetry - I don't know if it's the same with music, but I guess it's all the same. I'm just trying to build a friend who I can talk to about this subject, becuase they're about it and they understand it. Becuase through creating it I've forced myself to explain something, like "I know I shouldn't like it, but I do."