MUSE: How come you never give me flowers? Huh? You gave roses to Aunt Shelly, lilies to Cousin Ed and carnations to that woman who runs the jewelry store on 129th. Me? Nothing.
CLOWNWORLD SHAKESPEARE: Trust me. You don’t want flowers.
MUSE: You know what I want? Sheesh! That’ll be the day when you know what I want.
CLOWNWORLD SHAKESPEARE: Listen. Flowers are for the dead. I laid flowers at their graves, Muse. Their tombstones. Picture coming in 4K yet?
MUSE: So what do you give the living?
CLOWNWORLD SHAKESPEARE: Poetry!
MUSE: I’d rather have flowers.
CLOWNWORLD SHAKESPEARE: Yeah, well, I’d rather have Dean Koontz’s muse.
MUSE: Don’t start with me……..
Haiku - The Trouble with Treble
Trembling timpani
Traumatic thudding timbre
Tends to terrify
Haiku – High Tides and Green Grapes Forever
Green grapes generate
Gelatinous grappa globs
Giddily gulp grog
Haiku - Unit
Unstitched underwear…
…unzips users unaware
Unleashing units
Picking a fight with your muse - I don't know, man - that could create problems.
You had me at "I’d rather have Dean Koontz’s muse." LOL