forgetful, resty, truant muse
Aug. 13th, 2019 10:13 amI woke up this morning with a poem on the tip of my tongue
My muse had been up until 4 playing fortnite and asleep on the couch looked so young
I just couldn't bear to wake her up I just let her doze all day
The poem I was thinking of crumbled like eyecrust and rapidly vanished away
My muse had been up until 4 playing fortnite and asleep on the couch looked so young
I just couldn't bear to wake her up I just let her doze all day
The poem I was thinking of crumbled like eyecrust and rapidly vanished away