Im tired 

of worn out metaphors

the road so long

like rows of corn

BORING

I want new 

hell id like to be used

in a metaphor or two 

even if that means 

next time 

 my mom asked

if everyone was jumping off a bridge 

well ma i hate to break it to you

but id start the revolution

and be the first in the river

and id read the next poem

from a friend 

saying  my stomach dropped

like J. Stump from a bridge

I might have 

attempted suicide 

stamped big on my hospital file

and yeah life insurance would go up

but what price can be put

on being a living metaphor 

the trees in the forrest

like J.Stump motionless

when he hit the water 

after leaping from that bridge

what an animal

id be pumped 

finding other metaphors to become

running from cops

in a beat up chevy nova 

my heart raced 

ill read in bold letters

like J.Stump on a highway chase

now thats what im about

so i challenge everyone

no more metaphors comparing the sun

to yellow crayons in a box

instead compare the sun 

to that time you got lit on fire

whatever the case 

don't be afraid 

scars heal to some extent 

and a good lawyer 

well i guess that could be expensive

but there is no price tag 

on good old life experience