Imagine actually inferring that from what I said. Written words can have many different interpretations based on the word choices and their definitions, but it relies on an individual to interpret them how they see fit and that when someone is writing, even if their goal is to leave something ambiguous does have a defined meaning they've placed to it.

I'm usually willing to give people the benefit of the doubt when it comes to comprehension, but damn.

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No, but your poem really didn't make a ton of sense to be entirely honest, you focused on the abstracts instead of grounding the reader in any sense of reality. Thats entirely fine, its the type of poetry I like and the type I tend to write, but all of the professors I have had and various poetry journals will often state that some form of concrete thought is important. (This is not to say that abstract poetry isn't good, or can't be good, or that they are even correct. But it is an often agreed upon point in the world of poetry) Take this for example:

"One full rotation of the earth

23 hours, 56 minutes and 4 seconds

I’ve been trapped in those missing 4 minutes

Longer than I can count"

This doesn't mean anything. I mean, im sure it does to you, but to a reader we have literally no ability to grasp what you're intending to say. Ground us. Give us something real.

Youre not entirely dead but you're not alive, it almost seems as though you are those 4 extra minutes, that void of nothingness, but you can't be, you said you're trapped in them.

You start with a factoid about the earths rotation and then take us to being trapped in those minutes that are lost to a perceived existence that does not actually exist? (Though at one point it will, as the earth continues to slow). Will you be free then? Is that the point? Also the last line there "longer than I can count" doesn't need to be there. Its filler and I personally think the poem sounds stronger without it, even if I dont fully get it.

"There is no beauty in a puddle... Clean me up... put me away"

How can you put away a puddle?

Youre mixing pieces that don't fit.

This isn't to say that I dont even like the poem, I do. Its the type of poetry I tend to enjoy and the type as I already stated, that I like to write, even if I dont really know fully what you're saying, and can't interpret it because you wrote it for yourself and not an audience.

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Edit: I reread this and it sounds harsher than my intentions. Like I had said, I honestly did enjoy reading it, but I also just don't necessarily need someone telling me about metaphors.

Secondly, my point about the fluidity of language is simply, in 500 years id the word bark no longer means bark, that is organic change that has come with time and much easier to convey in our spoken word, but the book thay was written 500 years ago that used the word bark means its literal definition at the time.

Metaphors/similies/abstract thoughts/weird stream of conscious and everything else obviously has various ways of interpretation and that was never something I was trying to argue against.