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.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aniruddha Pathak 12 September 2019

'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.

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Julia Luber 12 September 2019

Thank you for bringing me back to reality with some sweet jesting.

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