Beauticle
 

we were meant to be
indented genuinely
impressed scenes frame
puppets on stage
spotlights in side
everything feels laced.

Who were you inspired by when you wrote this? You seem to focus on varying your work. It shows that you're versatile, and I expect that in a self-proclaimed "experimental poet", but it also shows that you're uncomfortable in your own "writing skin", for lack of a better phrase.

Yes, it's true. I'm uncomfortable in my own skin. I'm always trying to jump out of it, in one manner or another. But I'm comfortable being uncomfortable in my own skin. I've learned to work with it. I feel like the meanings of my poems are trying to burst out of the confinement of their words.

Fine. Now let me be comfortable in my skin.

I should learn to be more versatile with my words. Please, let me reiterate:

STOP PLAYING "AGENT" WITH ME. There, I've given you one less skin you can "morph" into.

I was merely making suggestions. There is though that impulse to take another person and turn them into one's own reflection. Look at what Charlie Manson did, look at the Evangelicals, and the Catholics before them who conquered in the name of Christ and turned the natives into Catholics, often destroying their holy books, their places of worship, and outlawing their language.

It's a form of active narcissism to even try. But the problem lies here. I can make suggestions and you can choose or not choose to take them. But since you take it personally when I make them, I simply won't make them anymore.