TALES FROM GENESIS 4
WHEN TO REJECT A MUSE.
When to hug and when you halt
The plant of all with faculty.
When to smile and say no
To the triggering voice of pen.
This is the heart of writers_
But auscultate when to say no to muse.
When the heart is jocund and blithe of wine,
With head filled with acid
That commands even the mighty to act up.
When peyote mixed with blood
And inspiration rains like rain
With lots of ink pleading to bleed.
Such is the ink that mars hearts.
Thence, should muse be rejected.
When the heart is lost in lust
With the daughters of Sodom and Gomorrah.
Body triggering of sensation_
And heart burning for more and more.
When the cup of manhood is filled
With the deed scent of rehab.
Retard, lest you become Solomon
Whose life was dedicated to woman
And lost his glory to pleasure.
When your soul is murdered
With the quest of your heart
Or the sweetness of its kind by and by.
Call your heart to order
Lest its misuse the pride of ink.
When you are denied of all
And little is not nigh in reach.
Furry takes over and clothens your anger.
Rest still on the savior’s hand
Lest you paint the world red
With innocent bleeding pen.
Not all muse are friends with ink
And not all ink are good for errands.
Be calm with your head resting at home
To discern the urge to pour down the ink.
Give it yet a little time, a little ponder
Till the vision is a good mission.
Tell me all is well in your chamber
And I shall command you to order the pen.
When to reject a muse,
When to blind the eyes of numerous tide. All is rested in the body mind and soul.
When Mephistophelean roams nigh
To dim the soul and ride the pen.
Be careful for nothing
And emptied of self
Lest you are control from self in flesh.
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