Invisible ties

Your objective was to catch my soul

and dwell on it like delicious wine

or as the most thriving sips;

You were so pleased

with your ponderous strategy

To use my energy to elevate your power.

You splash good liquid in a shattered cup

while calling it, love,

expressing me—you are desiring me

should have been sufficient for me, chug;

Throw smoke in patterns

to give indications about your Cunning scheme;

My intuition is triggered

By your ignorance or lack of attention.

And, from where I am,

I understand the entire strategy;

To link me with silk threads,

Sagittarius, my middle name, is my claim and freedom.

Never before in a millennium would I have let your anxieties confine me;

Loss, faded dreams, and bonds connecting tighter

as I strive and battle

My thoughts becoming clearer,

light blazing brighter, whirling, excavating an escape path, watch me El Chapo this trash.