A muse (notes)

Are we better off, dear poet, being sad?

Does lack of hope intensify the senses?

Ones muse can be abstruse if we are glad,

Embrace your pain then poet, build no fences.

A bard’s desire, the quintessential muse,

requires that deep depression be attained.

A genuinely somber tone, the blues,

must permeate the soul and be sustained.

but...

and..

But yet...

and Yet…

Yet...

Yet ... the crafty writer knows he may do well

to draw his muse from willful deprivation

of sleep that he may conjure bliss or Hell,

exhaustion IS a path to inspiration.

Exhaustion's good, depression's better still...

if you can manage both you're almost Will.

The bards desire, a quintessential muse,
requires that deep depression be attained.
A genuinely somber tone, the blues,
must permeate the soul and be sustained.

We're better off, as writers, being sad,
a lack of hope intensifies the senses.
The muse can be abstruse when one is glad...
embrace your pain. Oh poet, build no fences!

A crafty writer may divine a well
and draw his muse from willful deprivation
of sleep that he may conjure bliss or Hell,
exhaustion is a path to inspiration.

Exhaustion's good, depression's better still...
if you can manage both you're almost Will.



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