Muses Plaything Poem by Andy Brookes

Muses Plaything



writing poems or do they write me?
pages alabaster, ink obsidian collated cerebral mentation.

thoughts collide electric psychical perceptions
lines meandering titubate across leaves.

Word transmutations a Muse's translator
question unansweredunanswerable

Saturday, November 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration,uncertainty
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