[The thing about violence is that Tran can't hold it in himself. The most violent he's ever been is wrenching out of someone's grasp and maybe shoving them away. Instead, Tran is someone who violence happens to. That's a fact he's made peace with. And if some of them are wolves and others are sheep, because Tran's not stupid enough to believe they weren't chosen for their respective qualities, then he wants to be a sheep. Docile. Sweet. Ready to be taken to slaughter. A sacrifical thing, but beautiful and important to the one doing the slaughter.
Something about Vince reminds Tran of Jay Byrne, who asked to photograph him nude and touched him like he wanted to reach inside and wrap his fingers around Tran's heart. Who felt his heart beat and maybe wondered if eating it would give him something undefinable, unknowable. So that's something. That's as vivid and gripping as the image of Jayne Mansfield's decapitated head flying through the air.
That's something real.]
Good. Nobody else here knows what to do with lamb.
cw a really extended animal slaughter metaphor
Something about Vince reminds Tran of Jay Byrne, who asked to photograph him nude and touched him like he wanted to reach inside and wrap his fingers around Tran's heart. Who felt his heart beat and maybe wondered if eating it would give him something undefinable, unknowable. So that's something. That's as vivid and gripping as the image of Jayne Mansfield's decapitated head flying through the air.
That's something real.]
Good. Nobody else here knows what to do with lamb.