Where is my muse?
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The blank screen mocks.
The words do not come.
The news on the radio depresses.
Then standing in the shower
and raising the plastic bottle of
Pepsi Wild Cherry to his lips,
he felt a tap on the shoulder.
Don’t turn around, she said.
I’ll do your back.
The End
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