Beautiful Havoc

Dressed in Words

(Part 1)

She crafted art so beautifully
even the gods would stare.

Color wasn't her paint, though,
but words strung together like string--

sewn together to form the
perfect masterpiece.

The strings all turned gold,
for each sting was a golden line.

with every gold colored sting sewn
to another, all holes were filled

and loose ends were tied,
making the dress complete.

(Part 2)

Gold was not a color
these lines would ever be,

so the gods turned away
with disgusted looks upon their faces.

The color that was choosen, instead,
was deathly gray since even the words

couldn't form strings
that were needed to fill all the holes.

A dress that was torn and looked
down upon was formed that day

for those word made strings,
weren't golden or complete.

They were withering and dead.