I was half asleep last night and i remember writing and when i woke up i had

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this poem, what do you think? I know it doesn't make sense and it's really disjointed. The only one that makes sense to me is the third from the bottom. I wrote it half asleep, dont be to critical, i'm just looking for some meaning in it.

The balminess of Dandy
supports the abuse that
equips the mind to
ward off the revising punishment
from the newest of footnotes.

But the pig purely touches the gaps
interviewed by mathematician summed
brains and are supreme screwers,
with just hearts,that beat challenges
and supposed findings which qualify
as a historical yawn.

and any river breeds debugged circuits
and relieved customs,
reinstating the contacted,
gaining focus postpones the pressures.

while written grief is musical in its reasons
and sandwiches parents between
inconvenience and strife.

as cosmic halves dice the discounts
remembered in shorter untidy rates
as ordinary as ourselves in moods
accompanied by trays of utterly polished
sides substituted for hypocrisy.

and teams of clumsy manned essence
misrepresent the discussion held and obtained

the tiny sounds persist in ridiculously designed and lined intervals

it commits by tense, and happen in ignorantly
proposed terms of various locations
tacked on market shelves by accompanying
passionate idioms contrary to proper spelling.

pairs laugh as the leadership awaits knowledge
in the heat visited by unset wrecks of bones
multiplying by allies stroking invaluable egos
survived by illustrations of national fiction.

kind souls weasel through confined spaces
searching for respect, cropping up from pages
and squares established for reading junk
spoiling rid of forests the only remedy ahead
is tightly spoken simulation revealed by apples
perched in the nest, offerings obtained and mended
by suggestions from mouths that calculate
the framework in excessive, twisted scripts.

Obsessed with piles of executive factually overpriced pity.
Sponsored by strict disturbings of conflicted triggers
Remarking the decline of sin and humanity.

sleeping medication does crazy stuff to you
 
personal survival is the urge
that allows the ego to put up with the current way things are

how and why we got to where we are is to big and long a story to try to be concerned with

The river of life flows where it can
when you pay attention things line up and take their turns

what you think is wrong is only that which you came in to fix

emotions are what you gained in the past but they too you still question

for you deal with a body in front of you but your action is really with your own emotions

the quiet voice in your head tries to steer you

you pay no heed to it's wisdom for the cost to self esteem survival seems too high

your divine and your human egos desire to be happy
but are subject to all your past lives building who you are through all the multitudinous lives that you have already lived in so many locations on earth

Your spirit and others that you sojourn with in this current life
must squirm thru contractions that you built up in the past and the earth hurts along with your not learnings
while richness goes unused due to misinformation passed on as learnings

you are too focused on feeling sorry for yourself
and you restrict how much the worlds can have a relationship with you
while you refuse to admit that you did what you did because you wanted to and thus those that are here for you to find hearts to live in fall one by one at your side into unuse untill you reach a point where you attract no more
 
I wrote my answer while half asleep. What do you think it means? Utter, absolute, and, time, waste, of. Perhaps if you rearranged the words..?
 
i did get what some of them might means, but since you wrote ALL of them whale your half asleep, it was awesome, with a little bit of word correcting and it's perfect

wow, i think your poem writing skill are brilliant, i think you are one of very few natural poem writer
 
Umm. I dont not have the faintest clue as to what that means. But, I cant tell from your peam that you are extremely smart. SInce your so good at poems, can you write me one? It can be about anything in any from. Please!!!!! Email me or put it on one of my questions as an answer.
 
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