I HAVE NO MORE POEMS

I have no more poems
the muse is gone
I did not mean to offend her
but obviously I have

I see out the window
nothing but barren trees
they sway in the wind
and are covered in snow

I have no more poems
it is a chilling thought
especially in the winter
when we really need them the most

O Muse
you were only twenty two
when you ended your life
it is little wonder
that I have no more poems

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