Slurried crush
(Of various definitions:exotic:passion:force)
Fits the moulds
With manipulation from eager hands
Anxious to connote purpose bought perfection.
Blended in with the alluring scent
Of repellant candles and charred freedom
Harmonising with insect invaders
They clink ever so delicately
Against the cheap champagne flutes
(We laugh, cold smiles shiver through the breeze)
Oh why do we conform to these template dreams?
One of despair, not of rebellion,
I'm frozen into tired patterns of success.