Bad Poetry Monday

 Reduction

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I want to boil it down

Get to the heart of the matter

Distill the flavors

and

Accept the essence of what is

Only all that's there is

Fear and doubt of

Growth and spread

What if this is all there is

Until all there is 

Is gone?

Wings clipped

Horizons narrowed

Marrow poisoned

One foot in front of the other

One foot from the grave?

Heads you win

Tails I lose

Too many metaphors because

Avoidance is key

How else to get things done?