Calling on my missing muse
Apr 28, 2023
Unfinished poems,
my muse left me en tandem
i waited for her
to lift me up from the ether
she just smiled, however
pretended to hear my concerns
she has not so much
missed our audacious productivity
days when the words flowed so easily
days when she was not overshadowed
by capitalists’ work and administrative deeds
disappear and you won’t miss me,
she says rather too nonchalantly
i am in misery
for such intellectual depravity…
