Sustenance

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!