I was left unsupervised

I was left unsupervised

This is supose to be easy and simple. I'm a professional at this. String words on the paper come up with a thought inpiring, emotional ramble but oh no...my muse quit...yup, walked out... no two weeks notice or anything...picked up his robe jumped off my dresser and quit...so now where do I get a-muse-ment from... my life is so bland and straight forward..no more never never adventures...no more wine and looking glasses...just a composition notebook and no composer..damn is there a union for muses?...anagency maybe?...my daily life is filled with inspirations...wonderous phrases to fill pages...but only stuffto entertain 14 year old girls...note to self never tell a muse he is inferior or too small...stupid things are said when I was high...really I was high you should have seen those heels...So I geuss I should stop bitching and just come out and say it. Help Wanted. Muse Needed. Apply on the left side...