Imagine a poem without a metaphor,
or simile,
Nothing abstract,
Everything concrete and similar to the central meaning;
A straight-meaning poem.
Imagine seeing a poem not about love,
Not about hate, wishing, dreaming,
Not even about living,
But a poem about itself.
Imagine a poem without extreme imagery,
And nothing outside to grasp onto,
Beside the words within its meaning.
Imagine such a simple poem,
With nothing taken away from it,
Nothing added to it,
Just the message it needed to get across,
And a method of how to do it.
Can you imagine this poem?
Because you are reading it.
