What for
the metaphor?
It morphs into
cliché through overuse
when no thought is needed to
labour on what it is saying
and the ear becomes lazy
(filled with wax) and
the mouth becomes staid
(and all the teeth fall out).
I need metaphor for more
allure. I don’t wish to explain
(too much narcissism)
but less wish to be obscure.
Now I am not sure
if this poem is a metaphor.
