Unfortunately my new pieces haven't been so well received and I think I know why; they were empty. I wrote with my head and not with my gut... or maybe is was vice versa. I usually "polish" my works for style points but this time I produced something so raw, so foreign, and artificial (lol) that even I myself can hardly recognize it. Sure I tried to hold fast to the familiar process I usually use to produce a "successful" poem but something is happening and it's affecting my art. I usually primp my pieces in order to connect with those who I think might read them but this time I sugarcoated nothing... rendering my latest pieces to unrelatable pretentious scribbles.
As of now, each day that passes takes a bit of my authenticity with it. Am I meant to be "unrelatable" and "misunderstood"? Was Kaufman "unrelatable" and "misunderstood"? Or was he lauded? Did anyone ever just say to him "I can't dig it man." or were they just always gushing: "Outta sight Bob, that piece was groovy."
I'm trying...