“Portrait of Eivind Eckbo” by: Thorvald Hellesen
Meet my maddening muse
at times
he’s so unfocused
unclear
uncentered
he can be unsettled
unleveled
disheveled
his message fractured
misaligned
garbled
though I try to interpret
it’s just a blur
amorphous
it’s so aggravating
even infuriating
no solid inspiration
aswim in desperation
each night
becomes each morning
here I sit
in the wee hours
while the sane sleep
I’m steeped
in contradiction
hypnotized in trance
watching concepts dance
thoughts vague
filled with doubt
words tossed about
the unyielding page
I start
then stop
I write
then not
I’m caught
it’s all mercilessly unclear
debilitating confusion
an exasperating delusion
an unreachable conclusion
terminal hesitation
mad mental extrapolation
jostled communication
oh hell
it’s creative constipation
utter agitation
supreme frustration
jumbled afterimages
of conflicting thoughts
bring quiet rage
fickle muse — please
just a spark
to squelch this dark
that grips me like a cage
I’m seekin’ clarity
not charity
shine a lil’light
I’ll do the write
just settle
damnit
settle!
“Seeking the Muse” by: rob kistner © 2007
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rob kistner © 2023
Poetry at: dVerse