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Leave me alone in the womb of my Muse!
Don't tug and pry and pull me away!
This Muse is my soul-self from outré dimensions.
Don't wrench me from food that I crave!

When I am with Muse, I'm so like an 
infant engorging with lusty abandon
to capture nutrition my Muse has to offer 
which makes my endeavors so wholesome.

Many have tried to sever the cord 
that binds me umbilically to Muse.
The hack marks are visible to those who can see, 
ineffectual though they may be.

If I am away from my Muse for too long
I suffer in spirit and soul.
Don't drag me away and detain me afar
lest you lend to my early demise!

So I'm asking you, please, to leave me alone
while I feed in the womb of my Muse.
I promise that soon I will come up for air
and join in real time with YOU!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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