Thursday, November 9, 2017

Modern Musing



Crooked and still, staring at the ocean through cataract pearls, she waited. The red phone on the table had been quiet for two years. The world's creativity had dried up, her job as the universal muse becoming obsolete. She wondered if getting a cell phone would help.....or maybe a boob job. Yeah, fresh start.
Posted by at 11:16 AM

5 comments:

  1. FireblossomNovember 10, 2017 at 8:21 AM

    A boob job! I don't think Muses need those to get attention, but maybe these days they do?

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  2. hedgewitchNovember 10, 2017 at 10:55 AM

    It honestly does feel some days that *everything* good has dried up, but then I read things like this, and I smile and feel that it's all still around, just looking for that make-over Dr Phil suggested. So good to see you at the 55, and please have a kickass weekend, sir. You've certainly improved my prospects, anyway.

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  3. Other MaryNovember 10, 2017 at 2:47 PM

    Damn, I've been looking all over for her!

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  4. cricketNovember 10, 2017 at 5:30 PM

    heck, even that might not work ~

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  5. brudbergNovember 11, 2017 at 6:00 AM

    Ha... everything is worth trying

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