Whit's private thoughts
privately thinking
Whit's lopsided traditional wonderments:
I am always disentangling myself from people.
I am compulsive with ideas, often confused,
sometimes vanity eats away at me
eats me
feeds me
clothes me
comforts me:
but not now, not today.
I feel knotted-up today.
Distant, vaguely lumpy, impersonal.
My teeth hurt with a hurt that
fascinates me.
I feel pain on the molecular level.
I feel pain in the smallest part of myself.
When I am in the deepest most hidden
reaches and regions of pain I put on a
body hugging wedding dress and go out to a leather bar.
I sit at the bar drinking beer from a bottle.
I talk to whoever talks to me.
I talk about how much I look like somebody else
and everyone agrees with me.
This is the moment
of my
life
-- Jeff Wietor
