Thursday, April 19, 2012

NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Nine

Disclaimer

The Anti-Muse
doesn't want the love
it didn't already squander.

It doesn't want the hate
it's used to giggling at
to evoke modesty.

It doesn't want your thanks
overflowing the shelves
below the row
of your apologies.

It doesn't want approval
from your current muse,
though there are attempts
to

All it wants
is your attention
in each line

immortality
without effort

your veins keeping
another's blood warm

your fingers massaging
a lazy heart.

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