Read "Satiety" at The Eldritch Dark:
Rarely, but sometimes, I read a poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) that does little for me as a reader. In general terms, CAS was a master and technique and mood, and he used those abilities to elevate his verse beyond the mundane.
I put "Satiety" in that small group of CAS poems that feel rather uninspired. The technique is present but used to little notable effect, and the mood is basically absent - the work feels as though it doesn't have a center around which to build.