Meticulously, intricately
Like a hand wavering in the soft sand
Purple and yellow yarn
Harnessing so much power
In a muted position.

Brought to life
With justice
A phone rings off the hook
Prancing around it like
A soft murmur
Soaked in harsh *******
We fill our essence up with
Too much whiskey
Or the fear
Of ending up
Just so alone.

Like a pelt of pearls
Wavering around in the hot sun
A peep hole reminds us
Of what we thought we owned
And bursting from those strings
A lavish filled fantasy
Commanding presence
And freedom
For giving a ****.