What you think is yours--
Is mine.
What distress?
It's not your own--
All mine.
Don't take credit for my disdain.
I should be on your works cited page.
I don't take vacations.
I listen to your rantings daily.
Of how You feel. How You endure.
The headaches, eye twitches
Are from my intermittent screams
In your head.
You're twisting a sonnet screw in my thumb.
Can you face--alone--the sting of syllabi,
The timed transactions of thought?
Never without me.
Very cool. I especially like the lines about being a works cited page and "twisting a sonnet screw".
Posted by: ChrisU at March 28, 2005 7:39 PMInteresting take on this, Amanda. Why don't you think about Eye Contact again :-) You're a good writer. I like that the muse thinks it ought to be on the works cited page. Amusing (no pun intended).
Posted by: Karissa at March 28, 2005 10:02 PMThank you both for the compliments. I just wanted to add a little flavor to my otherwise pic/media aesthetics encrusted blog.
Does anyone know how I could cite my muse? I don't think Dr. Jerz has instructions on his Bib-Builder for that sort of thing. :-)
Posted by: Amanda at March 28, 2005 10:11 PMTry that gargantuan MLA style manual we purchased for Intro. to Lit. last spring semester! Haha, perhaps muses should be considered personal insight? *shrug* Anywho, it's always nice to see a smattering of creativity on a blog. Wish I could comply with my own standards...
Posted by: Karissa at March 29, 2005 4:42 PMHilarious!
Posted by: Neha at March 31, 2005 1:50 PMNeha, you surprise me. I thought you were the ruthless judge of poetry. One complimentary word?
Posted by: Amanda at March 31, 2005 8:40 PMYou're inviting Neha's criticism? Brave soul. ;P
Posted by: ChrisU at March 31, 2005 9:29 PMLol..he speaketh the truth. And he hasn't even taken a poetry class with me!
Posted by: Neha at March 31, 2005 10:58 PMA thick layer of epidermis is needed in my line of work.
Posted by: Amanda at April 1, 2005 12:16 AM