Who does a poem belong to?
To the poet or to the muse?
If the poet
then answer me this
when the poet sits idle, devoid of thought
is that all theirs?
or is that nothingness
that is filled by the muse
that in a sudden moment
their words become convoluted
and spring to life.
When such a change can be brought upon
How does it become a poet's?
If to the muse
humor me with this
When the muse in their ignorance appear
is it preordained?
or is it that they want to influence?
by enchanting the poet's mind
by bewitching the poet's soul
making them scribble and scribe
making it come alive.
I would argue the poem belongs to neither
for the words and feels were chanced upon
who else but the universe could contrive
of such an argumentative, yet beautiful plan.
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