The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "the drill" by eddy styx explores themes of power dynamics and gender roles in a historical context. The poem's tone is dark and satirical, which is consistent with the author's intention to portray a "murderous alter ego." Here are some suggestions for improvement:

1. Structure and rhythm: The poem's structure is fairly consistent, with four stanzas of four lines each. However, the rhythm could be improved by maintaining a consistent syllable count or meter throughout the poem. This would help to create a more engaging and memorable reading experience.

2. Imagery and metaphor: The poem uses some strong imagery, such as "keep her in chains" and "wear my collar," to convey the oppressive nature of the speaker's actions. However, the poem could benefit from additional imagery or metaphor to further illustrate the themes of power and control. For example, the speaker could describe the physical or emotional consequences of their actions on the women they seek to control.

3. Clarity and coherence: The poem's message is clear, but some lines could be rephrased for greater coherence. For instance, the line "to veto Venus's play" could be rephrased to more clearly convey the idea of a man exerting control over a woman's actions or desires.

4. Language and diction: The poem's language is fairly simple and direct, which helps to convey the speaker's sinister intentions. However, the poem could benefit from more varied and nuanced language to create a more vivid and engaging reading experience. For example, the line "the end of an innocence" could be rephrased using more evocative language to describe the loss of freedom experienced by the women in the poem.

Overall, "the drill" is an intriguing exploration of historical power dynamics and gender roles. By refining the poem's structure, imagery, clarity, and language, the poem can become even more engaging and thought-provoking.

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I think if you tried to chain me now, you'd have a hell of a fight on your hands. Wink ;)

God, it pains me to say I was once that woman whose free will was siphoned off.

This is one that I felt more than read, and that doesn't happen too often for me.

Short? but it has a hell of an impact Eddy!!! Bravo!!!

love always from the Lilbit x

Holy hell in a handcart Cat, that is a pretty amazing poem.

Sorry if I have missed your explanation for eddy styx before, this is a cool approach to poetry and secretly, I think we all move through the genders using our words as liquid to wear neutral skin.

The brevity of your words paints the reality for women and girls, worldwide. :( Ruby :)

as satirical and insane as one can get. I have seen these women throughout my life. They are alluded to throughout my works and especially in regard to the women I grew up around. I have seen the changes as they have occurred and do occur still.
My regards, eddy! Thanks for your take on this topic. ~ Geez.
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This reminds me of Count Adhemar in "A Knight's Tale" who said that he collects horses, trophies, and women for his mantle. Another great example of this kind of thinking and brainwashing is "Mona Lisa Smile". They graduate from Wellsley so they can become a wife.

Women have been wearing the slave's collar throughout history. The freedom to be their own person is a relatively new development that has not yet reached most of the world. It is sad that some of the smartest people in the world are ignored because of their plumbing.

eddy has hit a home run with this one.

Well done! ~ Geez.
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I still think this is one of the strongest pieces of poetry I've read about women.

It has a truth I have experienced and I think many others have.
No matter how people are treated, there will always be those who will manipulate and coerce in our lives.
I see this in both males and females but as men often have the upper hand, it is women who face it more often.
Ruby :) xx