My muse drives a 57 Buick Century
with portholes
and lowered all the way around

My muse looks like Charlie Starkweather
on a bad afternoon

My muse has a bad attitude
all jacked up
with nowhere to go

My muse smokes Lucky's

My muse shoots pool

My muse is hot to trot

My muse is bad with the ladies

My muse never pays the rent

My muse is never around
when i want to write a poem.

3-11-99