When Apollo Leaves the Building

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Words
Strangled mid-thought
Stifled before synaptic creation
Unconnected, isolated, disjointed swarm
Ghoul like, scrabbling the inside of my mind
Lusting for expression
Vampiric in determination
Careless of order and sound
Absurd symphony of disjointed echoes
Apollo flees
Before this dissonance of discordant noise
Of screeching Furies
No Orphic verse to still their sound
Lyre off key, strung too tight
Paeans silent before the howling Hade’s
Cyparissus cries in mourning
Creativity receding
I wait
I hope
I learn to trust
For Apollo’s returning

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