and this was autobiographical in 1997, certainly not now. i'm going to start posting a few of these things here and there. or maybe just this one. it/they may or may not suck.
of myth & women (of me, i mean)
the goddess of mistaken identity
invented the mirror
claimed it gave her
clarity
focus
perspective
•••
she lied
•••
but her beauty
is new
& it is
her own only
truth
•••
she is sleek glossy
pale preoccupied fearful &
not free
•••
victim
princess
sorceress
nemesis
albatross
bitch
•••
companion burden
scapegoat misfit
instigator martyr
•••
a sacrificial visionary & a
danger to society in spite of her
relatively infinite insignificance
•••
she is cynical habitual
illogical indifferent inconsistent
& believes exclusively in
impossibility
•••
she begins
her soliloquy
as if it matters,
impassioned:
•••
"there are
seven circles",
she cries,
"which one
is this?"
•••
she is unanswered ranting
reclusive obsessive impulsive
hysterical lyrical
•••
her precarious stance & her
stubborn ambivalence are her
only sources of continuity &/or stability
& amidst all of this
deliberate nonsense, her
survival is evidently
unintentional & any
appearance of
wholeness is
purely physical
•••
her body is
an open book
& any man
of letters
or science
or fiction
may know her biblically
wicked hunger
(an addiction)
•••
fallen woman
with & without
child, wounded &
wanton & haunted &
hunted
wild
•••
inside is
the outlaw,
a criminal in her
element
desperate reckless
beguiling & sly
•••
she offers an excess of
complexity so she can be
misunderstood &
as a result remain
alone unknown & as such
much maligned
•••
always also she is
malingering in
love in the
inane & profound
isolation in which
she is sovereign
abandoned profane serene &
substantially less than
sane
•••
she performs portrays
pretends poses &
plays her part gamely &
then
in an uncharacteristic outburst of
extemporaneous honesty
reveals herself as
the villainess of
this piece,
•••
a paradox:
•••
she is, she says,
no goddess
•••
she is, she confesses,
just the mistress
of misogyny
•••
-kdkelly
17MAR97
WOW.
They say the first step is...
But seriously, that was amazing.
*beaming* thanks!
ratty, that means alot to me. i was a different woman then, and yet, it was the expression of being female... which changes... different now. and yet not.
thanks.
I love the way you play with words. Do you choose them, or do they choose you?
it works both ways, really.
that is so wonderful ... to me, that's what it's like to be a woman ...