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My muse has wandered away.
I don't know where he is.
My garden of words is choked
with weeds without him.
How shall I tempt him back?
With what he loves.
In the woods I lay the offering:
- homemade beer, tacos with cilantro,
acoustic guitars and denim pillows.
All under a sheltered nook
to keep off the rain.
When he comes, I will be silent.
When he approaches, I will hide.
I will not distract him from the gifts.
That is, until I pull the cord
and catch him again.
This time to hold him close.