The secret chambers of the heart
Are not for public penetration
Yet the urge to spill our hidden blood
Is irresistible

Hence the blogging craze in which we
broadcast everything including
bathroom habits (I pee on the ground),
Nose-picking proclivities (yes, when no one is watching)
And lovelorn afflictions (no, he doesn’t love me enough).

Spilling our whine is good for the soul
And that is why confessionals are popular
Reading others’ purgatories
Makes us feel better about our own hell

So do tell: spill your guts
but watch for those hungry crows

Everything is privatized these days
Save the self
posted by:
phoenix
Canada
  • Re: publicizing the private: a confession

    Mon, May 28, 2007 - 5:39 AM
    Hmm. Another one of those "is it really a poem?" poems.

    The title, "a confession," led me to expect I would be reading a poem that would be a confession itself, but instead I found a cultural critique of confession. That was a little disappointing, and I felt misled.

    The last line is wonderful, but I wish the rest of the poem had been worded a little more cleverly.

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