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By Juhaa Date: 2004 Sep 20 Comment on this Work [[2004.09.20.23.24.27558]] |
| when i write, i write of blank spaces and tell of nothing. i reveal everything insignificant. i lie, because lying is easy to do when you don't know you're doing it. i make circles around the important parts. concentric circles that go inward and outward and in again, never touching matter. truth is nudity. reality is naked. what keeps me from exposing? whose exposure anyway? mine/his/hers/theirs/yours? whose fear? what damage? it is difficult and time consuming to repair the broken egos/hearts/social structures. tell the truth, he said. and, to him, i have. the world will have to wait. |