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Clichés and Metaphors

It’s not always obvious that most

of us were once bright new

audacities, repulsively shunned

by gowned and bearded audiences

yet generation succeeds generation

of coining.  Today we are simply


Dying linguistic planets, in decaying

orbits, abused hulks turning slowly lifeless,

one side (the past) eternally facing

a golden sun, the other (the future)

dark, cold and boring, descending

inevitably over time into the black

hole of a disused morphological universe


We might say in parting – like Uranus


Stripped of its halo and breaking up,

becoming simply…


But we cringe from vulgarity

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