Jan. 21, 2022

the muse

Steadfastly, her clockwork arranges a comfortable seat for my buzzing ADD. Propped up, shoeless and smiling my head shakes. I will dance, I say. It's truly more like being carried as we go. I never lost my taste and smell. How fortunate I am in her breeze. Soon she may see all of me. Today is my day... What I've truly got. I'll dance until she gets her contacts in to see me. Then we'll wait. She has not an idea of the simple curls she's induced at the corners of my mouth. Oh that mighty river will teach me to swim or sink. I feel like this time I may float.