Let’s throw our hearts in the ring
Because I am standing here at the
End of my pedestal
While you put your crocodile tears
All in one basket
Save some for a crazy day
Sprinkle them into the kool-aid
You so politely asked me to drink
As I choke down my last high horse
Let’s circle back
Nip this bad apple in a nutshell
Cold shoulders are pieces of cake
We can wear spices of life on our sleeves
Build more walls to write on
There are too many elephants
And not enough rooms
We are using, abusing and recycling cliche metaphors, idioms and corporate jargon over at dVerse. I interpreted Bjorn’s challenge of “cathachresis” a little differently and kept this simple and light.
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