disenchanted

by Ross Vassilev

well, sometimes
the muse
comes with her tits
hanging out
and sometimes
she doesn’t cum at all
my muse is an old whore
who’s no longer pretty
she gets around
on a pair of worn-out
angel wings
she’s grown
disenchanted
and disillusioned
with the world
and so have I
we make a nice couple
in our common despair
and may the Gods
have pity on us both.