Dirty Metaphors

[Rave]

I look to break new ground
in an old plot
standing fallow 

The words I find
have been soiled
by those farming here
before me

Dirty metaphors
laugh in my face
as I unearth them

I try to kill them 
with my shovel
but the iron in my spade
lacks willpower

What I need is
a silver bullet
to assassinate the letters
of the past

Only then 
can I ever write something
truly unique