Sometimes I Have a Mind Guest

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Sometimes I have a mind guest
Maybe for her it’s just a quest

Sometimes she’s coming but doesn’t announce
Yet suddenly she’s there — sort of a pounce.

Strange is this case, the host gets to use
For you see, my guest is my muse.

However, so very odd is she
The way she communicates with me

Doesn’t say when she’s coming, nor say she’ll go
When she’s not around I do miss her so.

Of course, when she’s around
My outputs abound.

I can’t even put out an invitation
To her companion — Inspiration.

Sometimes here, even more is less
What they leave is still a mess.

So I toil in these Literary Fields
Until they help me find the ideals.

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