To Touch What I Was Not Meant To Feel Comments

You have a good sense of words and texture. There's a raw quality to this poem which suits the subject matter well. I think the words in the second line are supposed to run as follows: 'There it goes', not 'There is goes'. A small slip. I don't think the three lines about your being a boy and drinking beer are necessary, but that's a moot point perhaps. The ghost/host rhyme at the end is a little forced. 'my/ Own motorcades...' and 'into/My ear' - examples of poor enjambment. But notwithstanding a few technical deficiencies, the poem has power and evidence of talent. Thank you, Robert.