Critique My Poem

Allow me to read aloud and then

Overanalyze my words

Count 1 my 2 syllables 5

Tell me to strengthen my images of childhood shootings and suicidal teens wrapping poetry around their necks gripping the stool with their toes to find meaning in words that have no meaning and then step off

Why are the curtains blue

Depression

Melancholy

Syntactically am I

Fulfilling your needs yet

How’s my form

Should I end

Stop here

Or Here

Insert insight here

[Moral philosophizing of pedophiles At the pulpit and gun laws in day(who)cares]

If it’s poetry you desire

You’ll find no slant rhyme

No haiku

Concision lacking

Poet technicalities

Please forgive the form

You haven’t used punctuation.

What could this mean

Don’t look for meaning

In plain sight you’ll find

nothing

Sometimes

The curtains are just fucking blue