She should have been

More consequent

To forge her own fortune

Being extraordinary talented.

He should have pursued his

Own happiness

But without a Muse eating

Him up completely

His creativity flared off

Just like his aging libido.

So now we have a woman

Living in a world of mixing

And weaving with a last knight

Of creativity.

We have now a man who’s

Looking for a suitable Muse

Who will be his protagonist

And model for his paintings

He could devour thru’ his


But he’s too old a dog for

All of that.

While she pursues her

Happiness as a commuter

To town’s cultural centre

Stirred by its airs

He won’t shave off his

Moustache and goatee

His potential Muse dislikes

To feel on her skin.




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