I've had several muses. They come. They stay a while. This one, azzhu, was quiet, intense and often dark. There were 7 short poems of hers that I channeled at the end. Here are 3 of them. After the se...
O, Boil the little buggers in a syrup made of lyeThat'll teach them not to chatter when the news is on at five. That'll teach them not to chatterThat'll teach them not to singThat'll teach the little ...