Sorry this round went by without me noticing it, and there's already another imminent. Oh well, I can still leave comments.

Hm, intubation normally refers to breathing tubes, right? Yet the poem speaks more to an IV line. Very thematic with the prompt, making me wonder whether you were the one who submitted the prompt. I never really have much to say about free verse, since any structural decisions will seem pretty arbitrary to a reader. (Despite knowing this as a reader myself, I've experienced it from the other side as well by submitting poetry to contests. It's very hard to impress judges with free verse.) So really the most I can say is that I like the atmosphere created.

Kind of a rondeau form here? I've only written the redouble form myself, so I don't remember what the basic form's structure is. It's always tough to write a poem with so few rhyme sounds. The rhythm has no hitches in it.

Sounds like a screed against how online culture is very unforgiving of creative endeavors (or anything, really), which is true enough. It's kind of hard to discern that from the first stanza, but the tough structural demands of the form often make the narrative take somewhat of a back seat to word choices/phrasings that'll fit.

So this is someone letting a spoonful of soup slowly spill over and splash back into the bowl? I'm curious if I missed something in there to where the choice of leek matters. Still, there's a nice playfulness to it, and the rhythm works. There are one or two lines where I had to work a bit of a pause in, but the stress patterns all fit.