The Muse-s Sustenance - 2021
Is a transient thing...
What shall it be---
A song?..
A poem?..
A view?..
Shall she arrive
When I'm having a fling?
At dawn?..
At midnight?..
With the next shopping spree?..
I am never sure:
Brings she drinks or The Sting?
Insatiable is she?
Or spleenful?..
Or gracious?..
Or impish?..
I do await
Each call with glee---
A stanza!..
A line?..
The word?..
But never
Does she
Stay for free:
Time-lapse
Collapse---
Eternal Creed...
(c)kRu, 27.08.21-10.07.21
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