Browsing through the Blue (final edit)

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Sickness, silence, sorrow, and sleep, Very depressing stuff >.< My reading of this poem is that the narrator has a wall with pictures of their loved ones and that they are reflecting on those pictures and the inevitability that those loved ones will be faced with the tragedies innate to life. It may not even be a physical wall, but something mental or spiritual. anyway left me 2 cents below. Thnx for sharing, hope this helps

Someday, my wall Is this separation intentional? I kinda want all the stanzas to be the same

will be filled not with baby butt-faces
or future models striking poses future models, like people who will be models in the future or models from the future? The baby line before this 1 has me thinking the former
but with sickness. I like how through out the poem you contrast the darker things like "sickness", with more light hearted bits like "baby butt-faces" it has a sorta chiaroscuro effect

Someday, my wall
will be filled not with pictures of yummy cake
or memetically calculated heartache I've never heard the word memetically before, it draws a lot of attention to this line
but with silence.

Someday, my wall
will be filled not with jovial bits of distraction
or the elements of procrastination This stanza has less imagery then the last two. What you write is clear, but i'd rather experience it through more images I think.
but with sorrow.

Someday, my wall
will be filled not with your dirty messes
or your nightly struggle for successes This line seemed a bit vague, I dont know who "your" is or what their nightly struggle is
but with sleep. Sleep seems like a good ending, makes me think of death

A bit of a note: the awkward rhyming is intended, to add a sense of dissonance to the poem. Hope that idea works out.