So.
This is me.
I'll see how long I can go
before—sorry.
_ _ _ _ _
I see you like chocolate?
Yes. Lol
Mm, what's your favorite?
Probly dark, with
almonds :)
Mmm, chocolate and nuts.
Yess.
I'm such a sucker for
sweets.
Mmmm-my cock tastes like
cotton candy—would you suck it?
Um. No.
I Could stick it in your
bum?
Then you'd have nuts in your chocolate!
I'm kidding.
You're not that hot anyway.
Fucking tease.
I'm sorry.
This is me.
Just watched a few videos of “Creepy Text Theater” online. It's two people reading back-and-forth texts between men and women—always with men starting off semi-normal and semi-sweet, then abruptly saying something crude and sexual, or insulting and violent. Most of them seem to be from Tinder {the first ever smart-phone dating app, for those of you born a decade from now}. These exchanges leave me imagining male character profiles like this: a little shy, very horny, eats too much sugar and food-coloring, never entered a serious relationship, never had a real conversation with a woman about sex, low self-esteem, defensive, lonely. They write messages a lot like in this poem—many of them much, much worse: I'm trying to be somewhat playful here, rather than purely predatory and projective, so I toned down the language and explicit sexual descriptions. And gave the writer a sprinkling of self-reflection.
ReplyDeleteIf only we could un-smartPhone these men, and insist that they look women in the face while they say these things, like they do in the reenactments on “Creepy Text Theater.” I think that would be a good start on the road to social self-awareness and perspective.
- 15 October 2015