My Muse Has Been Duped
My muse
is tired of being abused
as I use my pen like a whip
making it do what I want it to
My muse
had no clue
or one eye inkling way of thinking
what it was getting itself into
My muse
doesn't know what to do
since it's chained inside my brain
master of it's every move
My muse
needs a redo
from being kept where it's at
to a new rendezvous
My muse
I have surely duped
into thinking that I need it
only for it's creative juice
My muse
would like to fly the coop
make it clear outta here
find a gig entirely new
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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