Porthole

Is my Muse a Parasite?

RIDVAN


Another dreary day at home. Yes, I should take a walk. No, I'm not motivated to do so.

Heated up some Progresso soup. Ate a bologna sandwich. Started to clean out the refrigerator of food I'm not eating. I can pick up a lunch M-F at the Senior Center but it comes 'as is' which includes stuff I won't eat.

Coffee ... added some cinnamon to the last pot.

I wrote "April 25: muse on a disease or illness of any kind [50]"  in about 5 minutes as a poem titled "Parasite", musing whether my muse is just that ... wondering where it will wander when I die. Editing and posting took longer than writing it. It will probably need another edit but I really like how I used the near rhymes: sucked, husk, dust, next. KT, SK, ST and KST are very close and the three short 'uh' vowels are the same. I got lucky by-the-way, it wasn't intentional at first.

Is my Muse a parasite? Not saying it is ... I think of a dear friend as my muse. It's easier to think of it as being symbiotic ... but that's probably just a figment of my imagination as well.

In any case ... I don't want to annoy my muse too much. I rely too much upon him. Maybe I'm the parasite?

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