The Purpose Of Metaphors Poem by RIC BASTASA

you like to be candid
and yet no matter what honest words
in the most simple terms

they still
refuse to understand what you really
want to mean

to say
you shall meet metaphors
those that go inside them
their tone and color and shape and scent
what you have

obviously
you begin to hide what they refuse to believe
dress them
and give them a new face a new set of arms and feet
and these all get near them
and shake hands with them
and then

they relate and begin to understand
you

how can they ever think of something else
beyond what you do not understand

you keep the emotion inside you
you give them a fragile butterfly from your mouth

and awed
they start to believe what pains you

in your hiding things
something new opens

a door, a window, a heart, a mouth