The Muses

The Muses 

“What if I can't get up and stand tall? What if the diamond days are all gone.” 

- Sleep Token

The Muses are shallow colors. 

Wisps dancing in thin air. 

I can’t see them. Not really. 

They float around me in

muted in pastel. Reminding me.

Reminding me. Are you writing?

Why aren’t you writing? 

Most of the time they harp and nag,

telling me to grab this thread and 

that thread. But really, I  have no 

control. The words chose me. 

Always have.

Always will. 

xx. Rae Iolene

16 April 2026