Vinayak’s Muse
July 30, 2016
I caress the keyboard all confused
Alas, I seem to have lost my Muse
She was last seen late last night
when she suddenly took flight
I swigged too many whiskies at the bar
and when I stumbled to my car
she briefly reappeared to slap my head
Don’t drive, fool! Call uber instead
As I sat back and someone else drove
I thought about my absent Muse’s love
Will she soon return and re-inspire?
And help reignite my poetic fire?
I paid the uber driver the usual fee
Then paused at the door to find my key
But as I stumbled through the door
I saw Varsha standing across the floor!
Oh, no, I thought my boat has sunk
Caught sneaking in late and stinking drunk
Darn, what’s a good excuse?
“Darling, I was looking for my Muse”?