i write poetry as well, mines all dark and gloomy tho since my artistic side is fueled by my depression (as many great artists in the past have been..) and i'm married with a kid and don't find guys attractive...how can you be gay just for writing on a peice of paper? i guess it goes back to "women are supposed to be emotional and the man a fuckin rock who never whimpers in pain, turns away in fear, or releases what they truly feel"