05-14-2017, 07:43 AM
Hey Lizzie, since i can´t get the quotes right i ll use colours.
she thinks i love her
i don't hah, but is that true or denial. Well.....you've stumped me a bit on this one! Could be some denial. Yes. However, I'm not sure that a sociopath CAN love, not in the way that we normally think of it. Certainly not in a way that isn't 100% self serving.
yes, it isn´t love when it´s self-serving. guess it´s impossible to define love anyway..
but i'm cradling
that belief—
it'll make touching her easier the verse as a whole is creepy. the thought if and then how the subject could have made the girl love him/her. Right, so you're wanting some more details too? I'll think on that and see what comes to me. The poem is a little sparse and I do feel like it's missing something, but I don't know what to add. To quote Sabrina, "More isn't always better, Linus, sometimes it's just more." no, i don´t think it needs more details, at least to me that would only be destracting of the things this poem makes me think about.
i don't like em young i perceive this as a break, as if the subject is waking from his dream, trying to fight back desire Perhaps. I actually like that there's some variability around how the narrator is perceived, as long as the lies and the power/control dynamic are preserved. That's what's essential to me. Is the question of whether the N truly loves the girl or not bothersome to the read? not at all! i think it´s interesting
i don't like anyone by lying to himself, helplessly. and you could not have put it in a more essential way. That's very interesting to me that you view this bit as the lie, when I view this as the central moment of honesty. But, again, I'm not disturbed by that interpretation in the least.
i think nobody can state "i don´t like anyone" and truly mean it. no one is born a sociopath. difficult topic, defending would be wrong, but trying to understand not.
she thinks i love her
i don't hah, but is that true or denial. Well.....you've stumped me a bit on this one! Could be some denial. Yes. However, I'm not sure that a sociopath CAN love, not in the way that we normally think of it. Certainly not in a way that isn't 100% self serving.
yes, it isn´t love when it´s self-serving. guess it´s impossible to define love anyway..
but i'm cradling
that belief—
it'll make touching her easier the verse as a whole is creepy. the thought if and then how the subject could have made the girl love him/her. Right, so you're wanting some more details too? I'll think on that and see what comes to me. The poem is a little sparse and I do feel like it's missing something, but I don't know what to add. To quote Sabrina, "More isn't always better, Linus, sometimes it's just more." no, i don´t think it needs more details, at least to me that would only be destracting of the things this poem makes me think about.
i don't like em young i perceive this as a break, as if the subject is waking from his dream, trying to fight back desire Perhaps. I actually like that there's some variability around how the narrator is perceived, as long as the lies and the power/control dynamic are preserved. That's what's essential to me. Is the question of whether the N truly loves the girl or not bothersome to the read? not at all! i think it´s interesting
i don't like anyone by lying to himself, helplessly. and you could not have put it in a more essential way. That's very interesting to me that you view this bit as the lie, when I view this as the central moment of honesty. But, again, I'm not disturbed by that interpretation in the least.
i think nobody can state "i don´t like anyone" and truly mean it. no one is born a sociopath. difficult topic, defending would be wrong, but trying to understand not.