Fumbling along in the would-be wordsmith way,
expecting to find perception knocking at the door.
Pretending to be impervious to such obvious cliché,
trying to remember what analogy is for.
Dodging and weaving between too long and too fleeting,
hampered by detours around conjecture and speculation.
Overtaken by lesser scribes, overconfident and self-defeating;
trying to adjust your pace between overreaching and hesitation.
Stopping for the water of even slight recognition, yet unfound,
forging on ahead without it; determined to overcome.
Rerouting definitions and embracing sublimation rewound,
assuming any moment now your efforts may be undone.
Falling back on wisdom learned the hard way;
hoping to realize the profits of tenacity.
Pretty clear on what you think but unsure of what to say;
make it clever or just make it pretty?