not one to imprison, not one such as she
i think that i would, i must, set her free
that inspiration would come gifted to me
unencumbered by debt or darkened envy,
unburdened by forced word, a forced quality
weighed down and crushed as one judged guilty;
i would rather spin away to chaos and entropy
to drown beneath the waves of a wordless sea
than bind my muse,
my fickle goddess,
my somewhat present
Calliope.
NERRRRRD.
I really loved that episode, and I love this ode to it, and to Calliope – my favourite muse.
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