Tell All Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I have never been one to tell all.
Or believed my decisions to make,
Needed an explanation.
Especially if my path has been traveled,
Alone to condone whatever those consequences.

Nor have I ever been one,
To confuse what I do to be done privately...
With a doing like some to make public announcements.
Or whisper in hushed and quiet tones,
My personal business I prefer to not have known.

'But...
You will admit to being a writer.
A writer committed to revealing honesty? '

You might see me flying a kite.
But you will never see me doing it naked,
To invite controversy.
Unless I do that with an intention meant,
To stir up with a purpose...
The most visual of imaginations.

'Well...
That contradicts you being a private person.'

Does it?
If I am flying a kite to do it naked,
What have I exposed to tell...
You interpret to 'visualize' as not being kept private?