I Can Not Even Try Poem by Julia Luber
I Can Not Even Try
I am not going to pretend to be what i know I am not.
Yes, it is a temptation. And perhaps even a thrilling sensation.
But to make my identity about only a lie, to be that cruel
and sadistic and narcissistic is something I can not
even try- for I know how wrong and how mean and how
unforgivable it actually is. I wish I were as insensitive!
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sabotage
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
How I sometimes wish I were as sadistic as the people getting sadistic thrills out of doing that which truly impedesupon another's peace of mind.
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4/29/2024 5:47:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'I wish I were as insensitive! ' A good poet can never be one, and insofar as I know you're one, and a good reviewer. So, your wish may not come true.
Thank you for bringing me back to reality with some sweet jesting.