Muse.



he captured me in strokes ...
immortalized as a memory
light, sounds bouncing to and fro
in him
its how he remembers
I am trapped
in his mind
I want to break free
but he needs me
in order to create
and I tame my consciousness
to be still
for the sake of forward movement
without it is a mind atrophied
i have eroded his creativity
and in the meantime,
he mistakes me for perfection
as he remembers it ...