Would you call it a poetry, wild poetry?

Just curious. Somebody I know wrote this:

"Poor queen ant
how electric is your spasm
wing oil spill
ill clean after death

you oh ant
prickly face
scream silence in
bloodstained glass

you vibrate oh ant
I thought you were my phone
I can’t save you with my tears
Even tho I am not human
your therapist
Saving you

Are you oh mercy ants
Great being of my disposition?
Driving force in
Concrete tumor

Streaming thru itself
Into out of itself
Communicating
With itself to serve
mother of creation

Where I walk around
oh ant cautiously
I step around"

Sure why not?

It is not bad. A bit "out there" but poetry :)

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Originally Posted by emeraldeyez

Sure why not?
It is not bad. A bit "out there" but poetry :)

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Thank you. I am glad if it's not bad. Doesn't make any sense to me.
It's my son's. All of a sudden he decided to become a poet.

I'll admit the "you vibrate oh ant, i thought you were my phone" part made me laugh out loud. :P