The Goddess
summons
the Muze
who sits
slouched on the sofa
spaced out
her bag
in hand
her self imposed exile
a deep bender
of satanic proportions
and serial kiler intentions
This simply will not do
they must boldly go
beyond
the space and time
ether and Elysium
Together
pike the parlor
explore
strange new worlds
in the night
diode window
where we know
the future
and must chose
the path
forward
Camp NaNoWriMo Day 5
#100daysforLionel
I can hear him, “I’m Captain Christopher Pike and I approved this poem”.
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