an ode to my muse
Serendipity, that bitch.
oh muse
you cruel thing
task mistress
who toys with my mind
and emotions
and keeps me from sleep
make yourself useful!
lend me your lighter
i've memories to burn
and bid me to take care
and pull back my hand
from this conflagration
to avoid being blistered
by the heat
that once was
stand with me
while i warm my soul
once frozen and afraid
near these flames
and discover
that
i
am
alive
and burning
with desire
to
live
at long last
oh muse
you blessed thing
task mistress
inspiring me
to
greatness
we
live!
