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How many of us have sat in front of the monitor, or the typewriter for hours! Blinking, blank, staring. Only to have our Muse tap at our creativity just before we fall over that edge of sleep. I think my Muse lives for just that kind of annoyance.

A Few Visitor Comments

Willy
I have same problem only my stuff writes itself when I sleep. But I never remember it! LOL
Rachel
Oh dear Ra, yes. My muses do that _all_ the time. Except they tend to bug me in the shower and once I'm out and dry they're in Hawaii. I know how this goes.
jc
cool and funny-i give it a plus 10!i feel like that sometimes too 'cept i couldn't get it into words! really great
ANGEL
loved it needed a laugh

Manic Muse

My muse is dead, just up and died.
Never left a note, never said goodbye.
I cajole her and beg her and still she sleeps.
My creative flair, a prisoner she keeps.

I bang my head, and bite my nails.
And still no creative tales.
So at long last I give up the fight,
Turn off the PC, and say goodnight.

And just as my body drifts off to sleep,
I hear this annoying little "peep"
I tell her . . . "No, go away . . .
I called and called for you all day! "

But the "peeps" persist and grow louder still
Until from my slumber I am drawn against my will.
So here I sit in the middle of the night,
Gleaning a strange comfort from the monitor's light.

And wait and wait for my muse to speak,
But all I get is that annoying "peep!"
You might find me one early morn , passed on , gone to my Lord,
And all because my muse was bored!

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