Before the night's blackness evaporated
My muse sat on my chest whispering.
Jaha's cadence tapped my drum.
I watched my words sing and hum.
Even with my eyes closed
Stories and visions began to unfold.
"Wake up, Wake up!"
The dawn kept calling
And when my eyes I finally opened
I grabbed the air for the stories and the visions
but they had gone to sleep
Somewhere far away down deep
in a
box labeled, DO NOT KEEP.
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