publicizing the personal
The secret chambers of the heart
Are not for public judgment
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