you can't name this

This is beautifully written, not only that but I normally do not find joy (that is my own joy) from poems filled with imagery, yet here I am reeling at your words. This truly is a wonderful poem but I am sad to say that I feel that I am too dull to grasp it's overarching theme. Which is what brings me to write a review about it, maybe I was lost in the words and the images that I found it hard to figure out the theme so I'd like to ask what it is. Also I would like to ask about the change of perspective in the line 'a pulsating rhythm is all that he is now, an ethereal creature of my own.', why is it there? What is it's purpose?

Dear all,

Hi, my name is Bailey! This is a really cool poem, tbh. I like how the lines are created, and I like the overall thought in the poem. I can't really find any mistakes in the text, so that's good! I honestly don't think I can find anything to critique here. The poem flows very nicely, and honestly, it sounds very nice.

What I have gotten from this poem is that it sounds like this "boy" is a part of the character's imagination, though the character has a very odd imagination where this boy is actually a cold blooded killer and/or the character is. Unless it's going more into the direction that this person's imagination/mind is very terrifying and filled with nightmares, considering that it mentions that the boy is the greatest thought of the character's mind, in which the thought is like a deer running through a field of blood and grime.

Very interesting. I'd like to hear what you were thinking when writing this and what your message behind the poem is. Overall, I love it. Keep writing poetry, all! I'll make sure to look for your name in the poetry section in the future!!

Sincerely, Bailey Matwiiw