what my life would look like on every third word...or why I hate poets
the two of us used to curl up in my bed, reading poetry that talked of light pouring out of bodies, and panthers being people, and it all made sense, in between the words, the eloquence spoke and revealed what had always been there. So intense.
except not. because I tried to love someone who looked at people and saw things; birds and trees and wind and metaphores, and tried to convince myself that what she saw was there. but you know what? it wasn't. there were no birds, no trees...there were people, and bodies, and words and scheduals and school. And I know lots of "poets," and I like you guys, some of you I like a lot...but it's like, watching a movie with people laying in the grass, and it looks great, really wonderful. but in real life, it's scratchy, and hot out, and you get dirty. Which is nice in and of itself, but not like the movie.
and I'm not a poet, I'm a boater. And when you boat, you get in at the top, work your way down, playing as much as you can, and then you get out. And it's great, one of the best things I've ever found. But that's all it is.
so I can't understand why you would want to look at people, sex, life, the mountain, and pretend that underneath the physical reality is something better, more intense, realer, deeper. My life isn't that big. And I wouldn't want it to be.
except not. because I tried to love someone who looked at people and saw things; birds and trees and wind and metaphores, and tried to convince myself that what she saw was there. but you know what? it wasn't. there were no birds, no trees...there were people, and bodies, and words and scheduals and school. And I know lots of "poets," and I like you guys, some of you I like a lot...but it's like, watching a movie with people laying in the grass, and it looks great, really wonderful. but in real life, it's scratchy, and hot out, and you get dirty. Which is nice in and of itself, but not like the movie.
and I'm not a poet, I'm a boater. And when you boat, you get in at the top, work your way down, playing as much as you can, and then you get out. And it's great, one of the best things I've ever found. But that's all it is.
so I can't understand why you would want to look at people, sex, life, the mountain, and pretend that underneath the physical reality is something better, more intense, realer, deeper. My life isn't that big. And I wouldn't want it to be.