Monday, July 13, 2009

not a muse really

my muse is nicotene
and port and cannabis and
alprazolam and stillnox

its not a muse really
its a channel I may use occasionally
to expell negativity and positivity
away from my fiercely neutral body

my muse is exhaustion and temporary capitulation
and the words I slur to myself in a semi-stupor
half-formed thoughts sitting patiently waiting to be made whole
through the tap tap tapping
on the keys of this computer

And this computer
it must be said

is up well past his bedtime.
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