Narcopath

Forth and back so on and so forth

Madness masking more madness

When a narcissist cries

Big, fat, salty

Crocodile tears of self love

For you to appreciate their

Sensitivity

Insightful through the most insidious of manipulations

Unaware, blissfully, so blissfully you stay unaware

In an emotional waiting room

Preparing for an appointment

That was never made

Not for you anyway

You're just the vessel

My ride to the store

Paradoxically

To the narcopath

Self love is

Self loathing

Self loathing's

Self love

Those who crave pity

Must first devour all of their own

Then starve at too young an age

From loving themselves

Much too much

Behind a shattered enough stage

A mess at the start

Even cats need learn their own claws

Professional confidence from something

Re-sewn, sutured, glued, reassembled

From pure disaster into smooth alabaster

Sharp at the edges, dangerous

This insightful love of the narcopath

Fierce now unbroken

Statuesque

Whole and all powerful

Distorted fully to experience zero reality

Floating among humans

In irrelevant situations

A deep love shared for the glory

Of one

With the strength

Of one thousand suns

Be careful

Those little emo black holes, ha,

They'll swallow your a*s whole

Author's Note

Love yourself to death.

Reviews

[EileenMarie]

Well said. Great write and I can totally relate having been on the other side of the Narcissists mental games of hide and seek. Manipulation at the very best. I love the style, it grabs the reader and allows you to feel as you move through the poem. Nice job!

[Davidgeo]

It's an autobiographical poem.... I apologize on behalf of all the horrible narcissists you've encountered. They are a good time from time to time though, in small doses. A little bit goes a long way.

[EileenMarie]

1 was enough. I'm sure I have encountered more in the world but living with 1 was plenty. I am free of the craziness! I will read more of your poetry, I do like your style :)

[KWP]

Oh dear - two science nerds - and me - too funny 😂

[DIVYA]

A narcissist is someone
who can gaze in the mirror intently
while someone beside them
bleeds slowly from the jugular

I once dated a narcissist. Basically they are like leeches. They'll anesthetize the wound so they can keep sucking their prey's blood as long as they can (read as long as they want) In this case, the bloodfest lasted five years till we both fell away drained, exhausted. In each other we found ourselves...Yes, that's love.

I am jealous of this writing (envious doesn't sound strong enough). I dislike a superior writer (or writing). I can't stand anything that pokes through my illusions of grandeur :)

[Davidgeo]

A true narcissist is hard to see coming.

Nice to meet you.

Be careful around my wild animal parts, I hear they're cunning.

(you're only jealous because you don't write enough these days; try 5 times and I bet one will turn out better than this)

[DIVYA]

Yet, can a narcissist be an effective poet? I suspect this is the reason most of my own writing seems quite shallow and contrived to me. I write mostly to pander to my own ego. Its a fact. Well, at least I'm honest with myself.

[Davidgeo]

Yes. A self aware narcissist is usually a great poet.

As long as you're self aware. The rest is easy, the world is simple.

[DIVYA]

Yes, they do have an edge over the others and the self-aware are never really bad people.

[Davidgeo]

Ha. You're a narcopath.

Don't feel bad. All my best friends are terrible people.

[DIVYA]

Better terrible than nothing :)

[Davidgeo]

You are me from a different country. Wanna make out later?

[Nipplegrinder]

Damn.
Tasty
You can write

[revalatia]

You hit the nail on the head with this one.
My favorite part of this piece is
"Unaware, blissfully, so blissfully you stay unaware

In an emotional waiting room
Preparing for an appointment
That was never made
Not for you anyway"

You captured the cold essence of the experience perfectly.. Nicely done.

[Petar Oklobdzija]

strong words that resinate with someone who also loves himself and strives for importance in the most unnecessary places. I enjoyed this piece a lot.

[Davidgeo]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. I think this applies to most people in varying degrees. Few admit it though, even to themselves.

[BBP]

In an emotional waiting room

Preparing for an appointment

That was never made


......brilliant lines.

You nailed this well, the war that can't be won. Winning the love of a self pitying, self righteous shithead! :)

[Davidgeo]

Thanks. Though, you did just call me a shithead... dick.

[BBP]

Sorry a*****e ;)

[Davidgeo]

I'm going to name my next herpes outbreak after you.

[Davidgeo]

darling....

[BBP]

Lol you're too kind sugar

[Davidgeo]

my palms are sweaty

[BBP]

Too much sweet talk for ya?

[Davidgeo]

Not enough.

[...]

Hey thanks for the RR!! :)

[Davidgeo]

I'm totally trolling you now...

It's still a good poem though Pepper.

[...]

Yes. It's not half bad.

[Davidgeo]

I was high on Pots

when I wrote this

[Hebe]

A little scary .... like dating! Very powerful, the twists and turns of a narcissist...... they do devour you! great writting!

[Davidgeo]

They certainly are a terrifying breed.

[ranscan]

This is a wickedly wild thing, rabidly turning in and on itself, searching to be what it already is, and entirely entertaining. The word play and imagery burns, and at times it takes a moment to connect the flashing messages and sensation.
However, it needs to be caged. There has to be some form of structure that the beauty of this work would be well displayed upon, some frame that would serve, like the nature scenes painted on the concrete enclosures in zoos, allow the patron to fool themselves that the creature there in enclosed is fooled by the false mirage.
Thank you for bringing this to my attention, a read worthy of the investment in time, so much fun.

[Davidgeo]

I agree, it does need something. However I'm not about to start writing strict Shakespeare style iambic pentameter with my ideas... I want to define my own cage. I suppose defining your own "prison" would be one of the greatest things an individual can do for themselves. I feel the same about "caging" my poems. It might sound like I don't agree with your review but I really do.

[ranscan]

iambic pentameter, haiku, English sonnet, Italian sonnet, Sestina, Villanelle, or any other truly fixed format, that is not a necessity, nor my suggestion.
A little punctuation, perhaps a slight grouping of the lines to present idea and mood changes, even a slight considerations to the communication presentation, if for no other reason than to take pity of the poor reader who wishes to understand that which you have created.

[Davidgeo]

Ah... I get you. The punctuation thing, nah, I don't agree. I've always been a fan of hunter s Thompson's style. I think that less punctuation leaves more imagination available to be speculated on. The ideas are not affected, I don't think. You got the gist of it I'm sure. I do think it needs more form, just not of the punctuation variety.

[Kathrin S]

I enjoyed reading this. I'm not an expert in poetry, so I can't really say anything critical about it.
It's another well-paced and interesting poem to read - we've all encountered these people before. I like the short lines, it makes it more powerful.

[Davidgeo]

Tank you very much Katrhin