Muses

The ancient pulsation of eros
beats like a jungle drum a monotone.
What, exactly, must a fool do?
Believe in Zizek’s laws,
or, as per neo-liberal pose,
forget what the market exacts as costs?
He rues his passion is unique.
But she simply smiles & walks –
So failing to comprehend
why women come & women go
like the chilly northern blasts
he repeats himself like an autistic child
banging his head
against an imaginary wall.

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