Just That Archaic Poet Poet I do not know?

Meaningless Drivel

Lyrical; critical- almost spiritual!
Spheres of fears entangle
Costly crossly motley Miracle
Grows and goads the gamble
Seeming dreaming- brain is bleeding
While I smile, unprepared
Cut the rut in grand proceeding
As I'm breathing in the Air...

*Another experimental piece. I would be curious to see how you interpret it :)

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Robin Davis November 21, 2013 at 5:50 PM Chan This is a crazy and insane poem. Were you on some kind of crazy pills when you write this one. LOL HHHHMMM You don't need pills to be crazy. HEE HEE Hugs Thanks for the heartfelt comment on my Tainted and Used poem. Just That Archaic Poet November 22, 2013 at 4:57 AM I must have been high when I wrote this one because it's definitely different from my traditional style. It's doggerel, really; totally nonsensical, but I guess that was what I was aiming for at the time lol ;)