have you ever drawn up asummary
of your muses
who have inspired your writing –
the dwarf/ who knocked at the huge
kitchen window/ asked the poet.
no/ not yet/ but i certainly should
do so and also write it down
before i will forget it/ he sniggered
and his friend pygmie noel
staggered to his racing car/ sped off.
the poet still could hear his hyena-laugh
a cacphonic sound lingering in the air
noel the raing driver/ hahaha!
the poet checked out his emotional state
thinking of a flare-hipped woman
with an angelical smile on her fine-lined
lips that appeared like an opening wound
pink-red and moist.
i need to write about my muses/ indeed
mon would inspire this part already well
a woman with an expressive
the poet would write between the extremes
of appearances in women:
the emaciated women from the holocaust
the richly endowed near barock-appearance
of his muse in art/ he certainly will depict
them both for his huge canvas
he had only thought thru’ until now.
it could be for an exhibition of his
muses-series – MUSES 2/ muses continued
from an exhibition that has yet to
materialize at spittelberg’s atelier ‘A’.