I really liked your poem. I like that monotony of despair, that war fought so many times that it ends up feeling good, though cold and gray, the water that drowns but keeps safe. And I like those opposites that are no longer opposites: screams, but no sound; drowned, but fine. A sweetly desperate poem.
Thank you very much. I am doing my best to put myself out there. I decided it’s time to be a starving artist. 😂