Maladroit

Concern reversion casts hooks into line
to fish up comparisons: ocean-like scenes.
Ignorance talks too much, the way silent grates 
sweep water from rainy streets. 
Mismanagement has filling problems:
insufficient doughnut for the holes in fragile hearts.
Call it the idiom sickness, a thickness best adjudicated
by not quite melted butter. 
Bakery symptoms wish for a thirteenth, for dozens 
are likely to be asleep for another twenty minutes.
Numbers ply numbness for fifteen percent extra,
a tithe, called optional. 
Pounded freshness becomes raw, as it scarfs 
softness to get ready to eat.