Oh muse, oh muse
where are you?
I've images in my mind
of the dark and the deep
the demented and the psychotic
just like the poems I seem to like writing
yet I have nothing
where have you gone?
many poems I have written
with you at my side
but now you are gone
you seem to be hiding
what did I do
why do you do this to me?
when I'm on a roll
seriously
well I guess I have more than one muse
because you sickly dark demented thing you
seem to still be in hiding
though I've written yet another poem
without you.
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