So, I Failed your Rorschach Test

[Euan]

Who dripped that asphalt,
spattered the blood
or folded those cards,
were they experts or a child?

Strong opening, nothing better than skilful rhetoric to hook the reader in. I'm not sure on the word 'the' if it's used as a general statement of split blood rather than an individual's blood splatter than by all means, it works.

Big deal,
confusing vague butterflies
for vaginal spotting or porno cream-pie.
It’s a poorly-designed cryptic
game that could never surmise

my state of mind.

This stanza is entertaining as hell, interesting range if references keeps it strong, especially when you've pulled it off with such control and Patience. This keeps the ball rolling strong, with enough enigma to pass it on to the next stanza.

Since I see bizarre patterns
in nearly everything,
why must I conform to
your consensus of the norm?

Now this was great, the last two lines of this stanza are catchy as fuck, haha. I feel like there's multiple meanings contained in those two lines. Set before those two lines, you've established mental instability, which really makes those two lines that much cooler, it makes sense.

Whether animal pelts and bats
or genital sacks and flaps,
they’re somewhat disturbing
in those reds and blacks.

I've noticed your subtle use of half rhyming, which only compliments the structure of your poem. That is not easy to accomplish, to rhyme naturally and with flow is something I admire greatly, I see it too far, too few. Thank you.

Right now doctor,
don’t you see
your Venetian blind?
How it sections your office
into black and white spines,

each sodden with the blood
of graded indifference?

This here is practically the same set up as the last stanza, which is great. Good consistency and continuation of previous ideas. Reinforces your structure.

When it comes to your hide,
it’s so clear in my mind,
like excised zebra stripes
in De Stijl promenade.

Why you’re even bar-coded,
encrypting bad Muza
and I hear you being played
black on white
like piano keys,
as I sing this song for you
and me

about your dissected organs
blotted upon cards.

And the finish.

Nicely done. You've created a vivid and eloquent piece. Without coming off force or contrived you've used rhyming well. I would suggest personification here, this piece is structured very well. It comes off a little too matter of fact in some sections, implementing personification within this piece would give it the personality and character that would take this piece to the next level

Feel free to dismiss my comments, I am rather new here. Well done, either way.