Jun 2014
‘Tell me, O muse, why is it you’re ******?
Could it be that it’s me?
My thanks are they remiss?’
Yes it’s you, you selfish fool, you have made my list.
You thank another, yes, your lover,
when your poetry I’ve kissed.
I am inspiration, not he, she, or it.
You did not have a clue, give credit where it’s due,
you lying *******.
I will warn you only now, you no longer have my aid.
Complete me, entreat me,
and your parts they will be flayed.
Invoke me once again and forever be disfigured
That’s your lesson, any questions?
Yeah…
That’s what I figured.
Could it be that it’s me?
My thanks are they remiss?’
Yes it’s you, you selfish fool, you have made my list.
You thank another, yes, your lover,
when your poetry I’ve kissed.
I am inspiration, not he, she, or it.
You did not have a clue, give credit where it’s due,
you lying *******.
I will warn you only now, you no longer have my aid.
Complete me, entreat me,
and your parts they will be flayed.
Invoke me once again and forever be disfigured
That’s your lesson, any questions?
Yeah…
That’s what I figured.
So the greek gods were pretty fickle, I imagine the muses would be too (since they were the daughters of Zeus).
I thought it would have been funny (I have a terrible sense of humour) to interpret the muses as these really jealous control freaks, who would always want priority, so yeah... that's where this came from.
I thought it would have been funny (I have a terrible sense of humour) to interpret the muses as these really jealous control freaks, who would always want priority, so yeah... that's where this came from.
