The Molder

Having some clay in the palm of your hand,
is like having the world at your finger tips.
Finally, you have complete control over something in your life.
You can make it do whatever you fancy,
bend it to your will.
May you make a pirate ship,
with catwalks and crows nests and galleons a plenty,
or a simple bowl.
And if in the end you deem your work unsavory,
you can smash it up and start all over again.
This is my kind of power-trip.