Muse

Prop the door open for inspiration.
The muse doesn’t guarantee a visit.
Sitting outside in cool air may increase odds.
Chance is still queen.
Coffee steam & cigarette fire are beacons
easily lost in the expanses of
glaring headlights,
fading sunsets,
neon lights
and wondering conversation.
Her visits are fragile,
delicate and
rare.

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copyright Skippy / Adrian Smith -- 2000
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