The Muse's Lament
You electrify me,
you terrify me,
you invigorate me,
you slowly drain me;
All of my practical thoughts,
you replace them
with your philisophical quotes;
It scares me the way
you can read me,
but what
petrifys me is the way
I can still read you;
You will never admit it
and neither will I,
I don't want to
make sense of it
and you won't even try;
What good is it to leave us
an incomplete sentence?
What good is a muse
without a poet?
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