arent we all blind sometimes?
24.11.2003 ~ 10:32 pm

i just spent an hour writing a poem about how hard it is to express beauty. and i basically said that it wa shard to write well as a metaphor. so it all turned a bit self-flagellating and i could not pull anything off because it's so hard, which is what i was trying to say. but that just doesn't work, does it? the point of the poem is that you convey the feeling. catch-bloody-22. and if you do successfully write the poem, you've just defied the sentiment, haven't you?

nothing works, everything is broken and everything is hard. i want to write something passionate and loud and wonderful for once. glorious or furious or both. overwhelming. like that feeling of falling and flying at the same time. (which, actually, is what happens when you orbit the earth.) i want to be one of those sponataneous, verbose poets. a case of expressive verbal diarrhea. no punctuation. words after words after words after words (deep deep deep deep de deep deep).

might have something to do with the way i write. everything is terse and concise and horribly abrupt. like this full-stop. everything comes out desolate and negative. actually, desolate is too beautiful. it's one of my favourite words, 'desolate'. it sounds like what it is. they should have a word like onomatopoeia for non-verbs.

i feel like Aqualung. and by that i don't mean i feel like listening to Aqualung (that's a given). instead of typing words and more words into this, i should just put the lyrics and a link for the song.

listen to the first album, Aqualung. that's quite desolate. or Easier to Lie. because it is. much.

(i forgot to mention that Damien Rice put me in thsi mood. i will listen to Aqualung and fix this.)

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th since 5th october 2001