TSL, Prompt 29 June 29  From A Muse to A Poet.

No, that’s it

I have enough,

I’m tired

Night after night

You’re calling me

Demanding I inspire you

Give flight to your words! 

Fire your imagination , As if! 

You can face that blank page

All alone for once

You can’t force me

I won’t help you

No more

You can sigh,

Look at the moon,

Even insult me

I won’t change my mind.

You can threaten me,

Tell me : There are others 

You can call upon

Be my guest

I’ll be watching you!

None will come

I’ve spread the word

No more muse

You will abuse.

Lucette C. Bailliet 

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