Writing For G.O.T

New Muse Wanted (B&W Final Cut #20)

74 words, 12 lines
Form: unrhymed tercet



I fired my muse for his abuse
for he sang and frolicked in
cryptography

images sensations beyond my use
and though I lamented the event
I put an ad in the daily

“A new muse wanted, to give me a break
one who doesn’t burden me with blind spots
or any diabolic lucidity”

so I have been waiting in my sorry life,
a selfless, poor-soul muse to pick me up
yet, fearfully, I still worry.

20. Inspiration be damned, I'm looking for a new muse!