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May 13, 2026
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lick my legs
I was named by the shadow of the lover of pj harvey
I come from the deepest projections of your mind
from your cruel inside
from your cruel inside
I put one leg on the eyes of your dreams, the other leg
on your mouth to stop the screams
I am here to recycle the memory rejects
I come to stop everything`s heavy on the chest
lick my legs
my hostile style
lick my legs
I will be gentle a while
my name is the dark you`ll find in your mind
because the steps you`ve done are so blind, you don`t climb
don`t climb, is there only dare, strange kind to go
on purpose, on focus but shades of sadness drags in the ground
and the fall, majestic fall makes you foolin` around
I`ll come frome above to the deepest feelings of pain
see me like a war of your blood with the heart
sing my name in a pj harvey scream of a chant
don`t look at me, I will screw you apart
nevermind, nevermind
my name is the shadow of pj`s lover
I come from the deepest projections of your mind
from yours cruel inside
lick my legs
my hostile style
lick my legs
I`ll be gentle a while
— leonard ancuta, May 13, 2026
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About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
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Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem employs a surreal, confrontational voice that merges psychological introspection with references to music culture, specifically PJ Harvey. The repeated phrase "lick my legs" functions as both refrain and provocation, suggesting vulnerability, dominance, and desire. The speaker’s identity is fluid, defined by shadows, projections, and negation, which creates a sense of instability and threat.
The poem’s structure is loose, with short lines and stanza breaks that allow for abrupt shifts in tone. The repetition of certain lines ("from your cruel inside," "lick my legs") reinforces the obsessive, cyclical nature of the speaker’s presence. The use of direct address ("I come to stop everything's heavy on the chest," "don’t look at me, I will screw you apart") implicates the reader, intensifying the poem’s confrontational energy.
There are moments where the language becomes abstract or ambiguous ("I am here to recycle the memory rejects," "see me like a war of your blood with the heart"), which can be effective in evoking a dreamlike or nightmarish atmosphere. However, some of these images could be clarified or developed further to enhance their impact. The syntax occasionally slips ("from yours cruel inside," "frome above"), which may be intentional to evoke a fractured voice, but if not, these could be revised for consistency.
The poem’s allusions to PJ Harvey and her music add a layer of intertextuality, but readers unfamiliar with the reference may find these lines opaque. Consider whether the poem’s emotional core can stand independently of these references, or if more context might help anchor the allusions.
Overall, the poem’s strength lies in its unsettling, immersive voice and its willingness to blur boundaries between self and other, desire and violence. Further attention to clarity in some images and consistency in language could deepen the poem’s effect.
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