Ode to the muse
Aurora1, the one
I've decided to want in my crisis,
as if there were choices 
my youth each year more compromised 
You stand there, absorbed
in nothing much I could fathom,
your lime-green dress, hole
the forbidden fruit,
and flesh-colored hose
in intimate contact with 
flesh-colored flesh so distracting
while I contemplate
the waves of your hair 
where I'd wish to have buried my agonized face
for the rest of my days
spilling over your shoulders
while I drift, 
disappointingly middle-aged
dangerously graying
and my troubles 
too entirely my own...
Jon Bohrn (1999)
1Aurora (-rre, -rore, e-rre, e-rore) noun
Roman Mythology.
The goddess of the dawn. Not exactly a muse, but still worth a try asking for help in a calamity.


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