OMG! OMG sestina! OMG awesome and clever sestina and it's sad and it's true and it's them! And the bits you kept and the bits you twisted so beautifully and the bits that complement and the new sides to the story, and your word choices, and, and, *love*.
The part that just breaks my heart is:
He's seen the cycle of Wilson's affections. He watches, diagnoses, waits, hiding his own heart carefully, where it won't break and Wilson can't reach it
Oh. The fragility Wilson warned Cameron about in "Love Hurts," and maybe Wilson doesn't realize he can hurt House as badly. May have already.
And here: "He's still waiting / for Wilson to leave, to shout Enough! To stop the cycle." Because there, there's what we saw in "Son of Coma Guy" with his conviction that everyone will stop loving him eventually. That he'll keep pushing despite himself, and one day Wilson won't take it anymore.
And here: "He steps forward, and his eyes turn / desperate and dark, and then he kisses House like a flame, dancing," oooooooh, I can see it, smoldering Wilson-gaze, the quick, silent approach to the kiss in the dark, late at night. I love your different uses of "dance" best of all, I think.
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Date: 2007-04-22 04:25 pm (UTC)The part that just breaks my heart is:
He's seen the cycle
of Wilson's affections. He watches, diagnoses, waits,
hiding his own heart carefully, where it won't break
and Wilson can't reach it
Oh. The fragility Wilson warned Cameron about in "Love Hurts," and maybe Wilson doesn't realize he can hurt House as badly. May have already.
And here: "He's still waiting / for Wilson to leave, to shout Enough! To stop the cycle." Because there, there's what we saw in "Son of Coma Guy" with his conviction that everyone will stop loving him eventually. That he'll keep pushing despite himself, and one day Wilson won't take it anymore.
And here: "He steps forward, and his eyes turn / desperate and dark, and then he kisses House like a flame, dancing," oooooooh, I can see it, smoldering Wilson-gaze, the quick, silent approach to the kiss in the dark, late at night. I love your different uses of "dance" best of all, I think.
And the last three lines -- beautiful. Beautiful.