My need to know

My need to know

Muses without meaning
oft wake me in the night,
but hands still in their sleep
know not the way to write.
Faceless mental pictures
like I have never seen,
leave me much in wonder
just what it is they mean.
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Have they come to punish
the one so dull as I ?
Must I live not knowing
the answer to the why ?
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Muses without meaning
oft wake me in the night,
but hands still in their sleep
know not the way to write.
Faceless mental pictures
can't seem to satisfy,
the need I have to know
the answer to the why.
-
Do they come to punish
the one so dull as I ?
Must I die not knowing
the answer to the why ?