Uninspired Ovillejo

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I can’t write on my own. I try to use
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀my muse
⠀⠀⠀⠀expecting she’ll interpret words my tin ear
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀can’t hear
⠀⠀without her eavesdropping on me so as to hoodwink
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀herself. Think
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀more like her, and I’ll risk turning into my poem’s own ink.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Shut up! Be still! Creative thought destroys
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the fragrance in my voices’ colored noise!
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀My muse can’t hear herself think.

 


 
 

by sara with maggie

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