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muse (info)
My muse for this one was the word itself. It's almost a kind of play on the meaning of the word and the whole flow and sound of the poem comes from words that rhyme with muse.
Not so much about anyone as about the idea that if our great inspirations come from fickle beings, how we're subject to the moods of those fickle beings and must not do things to piss them off, lest our inspiration stop coming and we might be able to stop cracking away at these keyboards and guitars and huge sheets of empty posterboard.
Actually, that might not be so bad.
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