No muses need apply.
There are no vacancies.
The muse pool is brimming
With metaphors:
*They are thieves
In the night,
Absconding stars
Of time and direction.*
No muses need apply
To classifieds calling
To The Lonely Hearts,
Whose term has expired.
*SWM desiring SWF
for Pina Colada.
Cave optional.*
Lonliness has carried them
To the gates, where
Lonliness awaits.
No. No muses neep apply.
Notes no longer passed
Between rows
In copy-book pages,
Where a returned smile
Meant Sarturday night.
No muses need apply.
Eyes have dried.
No more similies
As you depart,
No figures of speech
From muted heart.
You have left,
And that's a start.
No muses need apply.