I really like the ideas in this poem, but I am not sure the first 2 stanzas fit very well with the last two.  The structure completely changes and the themes change.  Maybe you can find a way to make it flow better together.  Maybe even leaving off the last stanza might make the entire thing a bit better and impactful.

I think this poem would benefit if you continued the style of the first stanza throughout it. I really enjoyed the paradoxical style and even if you just continued it into the second stanza the poem would feel stronger because there would be more than one occurrence of these intriguing paradoxical statements. Great poem!

I went skyward and found  
A word that could only be said.  
I wrote it down and  
Promptly forgot what it meant.

I went woodsward and found  
A bottle of sand and years,  
Buried in the dirt that bore me forth.  
I went deeper and found a rib.  
It had words written on it.

I went to the city and found  
was trademarked, Jenga^TM,  
until there was nothing left  
i i i was nothing left.

Trademark trademark  
Means nothing in a sigh of  
Passion. Who trademarked me and  
When did my world become the ink in a pen?

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https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/58bsgl/depression/d8zbp0t


Creation, Origin.