Has it happened?
Did it travel?
Has it grown springy limbs?
Worry not
Muse don't run far
It haul threats of painful blackout
It hum songs of sorrowful goodbye
And tell you tales of words wasted yesterday
Worry not, dear
Muse don't run far
It dances with arms wide
With pale lips twisted in scornful smile
It wields its buttocks in mockery
Worry not, Sage
Muse don't run far
It makes you slap yourself mentally
It comes in drips
You escape by the skin of your teeth
Now entrapped in your quill
I told you, Sire
Muse don't run far
©Olaleye Doyin Sunshine