Monday, January 29, 2018

Shut It, Muse

If we could, we’d be
Animals oblivious
To the possibilities
Of passing commentary,

But we can’t. We can
Be creatures, yes, but nothing
Can stop us being something

Else as well, discomfiting
Messages pinging around,
Unhappy with our hosting.

Genius is a relative
Visiting a sloppy mind
More concerned with comfort food
Than gifted conversation.

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