clean sheet of screen paper
fingers ready to type
the phone makes a sound
distracted and curious
who is on the other side
just have a quick look
…
one thing leads to another
a few hours later
finally back to typing
now all prepared
the muse is late
…
waiting waiting waiting
patiently for her arrival
in the meantime
thoughts about food enter
…
here come hunger pangs
or perhaps just peckish
no space for poetry
inside an empty mind
…
peek into the fridge
not much choice
where is the muse
maybe stuck in traffic
…
banana an energy boost
maybe it will inspire
the phone rings
lengthy discussion about nothing
…
back to the writing screen
where is the muse so long
when one needs her most
what has happened to her
…
put on some smooth tunes
that will help for sure
falling into meditation
memories come and go
…
an hour later awakened
from retro emotional trip
when the music finished
startled by cheesy voice in ads
…
muse still nowhere to be seen
must have slept in
best to think in positives
she will come again
…
until that moment though
there is not much one can do
other than
to write
nevertheless
Beautiful
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