muse assistants
In the dim light rummaging
through the kitchen for a
midnight-ish eat and run,
nibble and then scribble,
there in the corner in the
eye-level shelf, between
the jam jars and tin meats
peer those piercing red eyes!
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2023-05-19 at 04:17
Tags Galateus Crypticbard Arkayye
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