Take a Chill Pill

Good grief.
The muses, all nine,
are getting fussy,
issuing refusal after refusal,
and where does that leave us?
I bought pants for the occasion,
didn’t think twice,
pressed on before
popping the capsule
of quiet quickly offered.
Off-putting is to say it meekly.
So I sank weakly
into the half-assed lyric,
closed my eyes for the season,
and kept my passions
within reason…

-r. miller

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