It’s funny how my mind goes right to the literal as opposed to metaphorical. I feel like that’s a big reason why I’m not into poetry. I prefer the fantasy over the metaphor. Like, when I see this I think of a Hell for giants, as if they were bested, captured and confined to a literal prison where the lowliest of human pawns – this malnourished cell guard – is now their master, and they beg for the scraps he tosses them when he’s in the mood to torment. Whereas a poet would see something like his inner anxieties pushing through this tiny, bloody slit in his psyche, and he (the little dude to the left representing the poet’s conscious mind) serves them in desperate hopes to hold his insanity.at bay.
The metaphorical is deeper, of course, and probably more relatable, but the literal has so many more possibilities for storytelling and to let the imagination soar. You got the metaphor, which is basically just colorfully describing everyday life – job and family troubles and (gag me) typical relationship drama – and you have the fantasy…which entirely transports you into another world, detached from those three things above that so obtusely pollutes so much of our so-called “entertainment.” But, it boils down to personal opinion. I’m not into the “feels” so much. But those who are, often consider fantasy childish or lame because it’s “sooo fake, dude! Omg…” lol
For my money? Imagination/fantasy is the fuel for all progress in society.