More Poetry Criticism

I forgot melancholy

How could I?

I forgot wistfulness and mild unease

And floating through a field of flowers

I forgot to say that I dislike landscapes that mirror your interior thoughts

I mean, be serious

Landscapes don’t say much but

If they say anything it’s definitely not

Related to you.

Or the sea.

Leave the fucking sea out of your pretensions

Unless of course you choose

To drown in a sea of melancholy.

That’s okay in my book.

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