Simple Metaphor

Simple metaphor, will you be my narrator?
The story rings less confusing to third parties
when the conference coalesces on single single theme.

Protagonist you fight the fist and gain a monster heel
then that's hit that's it you're shit, never 'gain to feel.

Greek the wisdom grok and grok, fraying at the hedges,
bushy garden weeds resent the pulling of the hair.

Concrete image, could you stay long enough
to get a message to whoever might be out there?

S.O.S. - spineless orator startled
by the necessity of consistency
and artful minimism. 

As you can feel,
I reject this desert island final person
for vulture crow sarcophagidae'
teeming steaming piles.