Analysis of And She, My Breath Becomes

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The Muse continues to punish me,
whenever I write prose

Her slaps severe with pain heartfelt,
—no fury 'hell hath known'

She sentences me to endless nights,
and days when words won't come

Until I succumb to writing verse,
—and she, my breath becomes

(The Court at KOP: February, 2016)

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