as a muse

my teacher

called me his muse

said I helped him

feel again

he could write poems

from the heart

from the gut

not the dead

academic stuff

which is the part

you can teach

teaching heart access

is almost impossible

I impassioned him

to go beyond

he finally

convinced me

to dress

as a greek goddess

and dance for him

he took me

in every possible way

when I complained

he said he knew

that I was a whore

by profession

and that

I shouldn’t mind

I pointed out

we had no contract

he couldn’t understand

never understanding

the give and take

of love

© 2009 Krystall knobbs