Oh Holy Muses Who dwell on Helikon Mount
Today I make this plea to You,
Not for inspiration for my creative endeavors, no,
The Nine Holy Sisters have already blessed me with that
I have drunk from the waters which sprang from the hoof of Pegasus
Which drove the poet to holy madness,
And I need only to organize the visions dancing in my head.
No, now I beg for strength, discipline and clarity within myself.
I pray for silence in a noisy world,
For strength to turn away from the temptation of procrastination
For the clarity to lay my vision out in words or in paint,
And, most importantly of all,
The discipline to actually FUCKING EDIT.
THUNK of head hitting keyboard.
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