Trusting The Muse

All of us lie too much. 

If you don't think that, then you're a goddamn liar. 

Poets just lie more than most. 

We're experts at stretching the truth. 

 Words are our weapons.

 Metaphor, our bows.

 Imagery, our poison.

 Fleeting feelings, our muse. 

To trust a poet is to trust the muse that motivates them—and to trust the fickle muse to be honest is like expecting the rain to be dry; for all muses are as fleeting as the feelings that fuel them. 🙏 Bless up, peeps 🫡 That is all.

-CH 6/16/25