I think I lease a space to the muse,
encouraging to be sure.
Now I am going to rest in a cup of coffee with Baileys
and a warm slice of thought....
perhaps to recline in my word blanket
just next to the muse's apartment located in the abstract world of my brain where there are visitors, tourists and passing darks that flee when angels
arrive to impart my next blessing.....
I might even take a walk on the boardwalk
of the Conscious ocean of my imagination's shores.
Situations, qualities, symptoms, and apathetic dynamics - all part of the Super-Metaphyiscal Presence of sophisticated idea sequences.