Friendless Center - edit3

[Natangwe]

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Friendless Friday

                                                                            
I yearn for pleasing minds which orbit earth
as goldfish circle in their crystal bowls                      I like the image but this line feels disconnected from the rest of the poem 
pretending reason, simulating worth,
provoking conversations without souls.                  

I weep for things which cannot love me back–
old figurines I own, toys dressed as life–
and sadly smile at knowing grins I lack                    really nice
on painted faces like a cake-top wife.                      cake-top wife does not really work for me here and does not add anything to the verse 

Inconstant, things I own:  they shall not be              beautiful, favorite line
grave-goods to burn or bury in a tomb;
mute matter, they cannot accompany
my dissolution but outlive my doom.

You toys, you things I value more than friends
who might distort my dream with means and ends.   this last line lacks impact for me, it does not do justice to this poem

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Having difficulty recapturing the state of mind when this was written (the first quatrain almost certainly drunk).  Probably just as well 

@busker - good critique, the first quatrain still doesn't make much sense.  Hoping some of your criticisms are addressed without dumping the good parts.

It does still rhyme, though.

The opening is very thoughtful and engages the mind nicely. In the second verse the contrast of weeping and (sadly) smiling fits the scene perfectly. I do not like "cake-top wife" too much, but cannot think of something else from the top of my head (that also fits the rhyming pattern). Overall, I enjoyed reading and going through this poem a lot.

Remarks/Improvements:
- The title does not fit the poem (why Friday?) 
- The last line feels forced and detached from the rest (though the second last line is great).