Escaping the prose …
I hid in the verse
My mind to compose
instead of converse

Defying description
I sang through the notes
And placed my inscriptions
in lyrical rote

I chose to hear music
over reasons again
To dine with the mystics
where forever begins

But when forcing my pen
back to stories untold
The Muse through the darkness
— sets free the kobold

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)