You stifle the tone in the back
of your throat when
you utilize the ghost of others to
fill your mirror imagery.
Imagination is the key,
Originality comes creeping in
from an open window,
not the door with the red handle.
Selling your voice to the prospect
of bedding the muse?
She’s a fickle creature who doesn’t
linger come morning.
You’re best off trusting your soul
to work its magic.