By Any Other Name
what i write
is wrong if
in confusion
i lead myself
down the wrong
path but perhaps
some day the wind
will change and
we'll be on
the same
horizon
line
so looking and reading
my contract there is
to be no contact
with my muse
but it is i who
to call her
mi Musa
and gloriously
i do and would do
it again only spilling
the cart that carries my
wine...did i see that mule staggering
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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