Sadness is not my name

[tectak]

Wow, thanks! I really love the input.. I made this revision based on what you said, I hope its in the right direction

[b]My Name (new name of poem)
Hi,
I come late go this but can appreciate that you are trying to improve the piece in an editorially perfunctory fashion. Good for you. It is working...but the crits don't seem to be able to overcome your structural inertia. Why are you insisistent on these pointless line breaks? There. I've said it.
Sadness is not my name
Yet I was born with
Similar pain ~ under
Her placenta came my
New fame. Excuse my campaign. Capitalising every line is very confusing, an old never fully accepted tradition, of no merit and is often just plain wrong. In fact, anything which is done out of tradition is usually wrong.

Hate is the
Opinion of giants,
Monsters roaming & Ditch the ampersand. We are not short of ink or time
Storming my head.

Why
Must the sky
Dawdle when we all
Need to need? What is the link between the dawdling sky (nice turn of phrase) and our (unproven so preachy) need to need?

Bent
Over me and handcuffed.

Lime and scum
Rubbing off threats
Screaming / dreaming Make up your mind. It is your poem. Screaming or dreaming...or both. I just cannot decide. That is what a slash is for. That is all it is for. After an edit there is no place for the slash. Forward/backward? Same applies.
No one is left.

Escape
Is the fate of scientists.
For all the rest, it is a mystery. IT sure is. What is ?

Lots of lovely phrasing, lots of succulent words. Lots of cameo points...but nothing binding it all together. You would do well to examine your line breaks. Read the piece out loud (not to your mother who will say lovely, dear), this will highlight all of the points mentioned by me and the other kind crits. Worth working on.
Best,
tectak