a muse cleverly used
what my ***** abused
to calmly time me out
there were some clues
even daily headline news
i simply wasn't amused
all i thought of or about
was how and when i'll
***** way again til she gasp
and pout a bit for more
yess my prolong ***** scored
not knowing abruptly my muse
became bored and decided
to clear out my thoughts of amore
yipes after more than a while
i swear i saw myself without a smile
laid out and shot on ah cold bathroom floor