Maybe my muse
Missed me all week
Neglected for necessary
Now, hurry, again, go
...
I cannot tell you
I love you wild
Worlds would crumble
At the release of those words
...
Love under this sky
At best it warps
Wears out, wracks
Itself upon walls
...
Thank you for cold water
To stand me up
Coffee brewed strong as whiskey
Distilling spirit into me
...
Next time I won't
Spill my coffee
Will compartmentalize
Negativity and absent
...
I told her everything
Down to the last
Drops of forgotten
Disappointment
...
Maybe My Muse
Maybe my muse
Missed me all week
Neglected for necessary
Now, hurry, again, go
Left out with laundry
Ironing, budget and bills
She sat at the foot
Of my bed humming
Quietly to herself
And me half-asleep
Inspiration unsettled
Uncovered and stirred
She shrugs when I
Mention the time
Pulls me downstairs
Points to pencil and
Paper and curls
Contented at my side
Her work done
Mine just begun