the writing wakes me
when by rights, I should more sleep
clocks say four, sometimes five
something needs my fingers,
requisitions my eyes and hands,
I eject partialities at the cosmos
unaccompanied,
while this village slumbers unawares
knowing sleep is alloted later
fair and square

_______RS

[ Image : sample artwork from the 100 Muses Project, by Canadian artist Mili Santos — learn more here. I also discovered, while prepping this short piece and the next one, that a fragrance exists called ‘Muse In The Mist’, an apt name indeed. ]

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