Not an impossibility

Fragile and perfect danglin in space
Lips like icecream melting in place
Horrors in stores for opening
Mirrors of days opening
Times are changing readily
Faster than I could be seeing
All the stores liquid bleeding
As the vain queen drops some candy
Land owners grapple in thought
Dusting their candles in agitation
Having only one back yard to breath in
All the harpies open their eyes
There is more than you know
For sure.