Crush on an Artistic Babe

[vagabond]

She spoke in words like simile fests
Her sketches reminded me of Rorschach Tests
hence
I was entranced
and a little hornswoggled
but
Mainly self-inflicted
hopelessly mind boggled.                 is there a difference between boggled and mind boggled? (if not I´d leave "mind" out for sake of rhythm)



Emotions bottled up, things bottomed out
This expression thing. What’s it about?
So
my own cacophonies, I screeched     
Finger paintings, I bleached                why bleached ? maybe something more dramatic/ shrill
Still
I’m in other ways frustrated
with what I have created.          

somehow I like this "and", "but", "so", "still" between the longer lines.
I´d think it would be nice when the one-word-lines each separated two longer lines. please forgive me for playing that thought on your poem