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Dark Sadistic Muse:

I seat myself before the computer,
With fingers poised over fading keys.
Eagerly awaiting my latest epic;
Yet frozen by a lack of inspiration.

Here I sit, staring at the blank document.
The dark background mirroring the world behind me.
I swallow hard as my body locks;
Hairs tense as I sense her arrival...

Slender fingers soon wrap themselves around my throat.
With claw-like nails digging in painfully,
They prick the skin that lies just beneath my Adam’s apple;
Leaving me nursing a rather painful necklace.

"Your hands aren't moving," she coos softly,
Her clawed fingers gently stroking my chin.
"Why is that, I wonder?" she asks with a grin.
Her expression reveals a pair of pointed canines,
Both framed by lips as seductive as sin.

"I'm sorry my lady", I whisper in reply.
The excuse tumbles slowly from a paralyzed tongue.
"I have had no inspiration you see;
No dreams with which I am able to write."

She laughs at this; cruel and cold,
Tossing me from her grasp with eyes of disdain.
She paces the room slowly, with a silent snarl,
Reminiscent of predator, stalking her prey...

"I think you forget, my dearest man,
That you and I have a rather hefty bargain."

I swallow as she speaks, my lips cracking
They turn dry as I mutter excuses and apologies;

"Of course I remember", I reply with a quaver;
Drawing on the tiny wellspring of courage within me.
I spit with a hint of defiance, "would I even be allowed to forget?"

With sudden violence, she hurls me to the ground.
Making stars explode before me, as I am pinned with a stiletto.

She looks down upon me and smiles -
Merciless even in her expression.
"What you have written thus far, 'poet',
Is but a gaunt pittance of what you originally owe me!

Forget not your benefactor and ensure that your hands keep moving.
Or else..." She leans in close; letting me taste her fragrance.
"Else I shall have to be chopping these off now."

And with that she was gone. Vanished from this world,
Leaving me cold and drenched in a pool of sweat.
I was panting for air; gasping as though asphyxiated.
Comfortably alone in this room of mine:

Yet still, frantically typing...

So tell me my friends, if of course you find yourself capable -
What does your muse tend to say about you?




-Chen Yuan Wen, 21st March 2012
Some people say their muses are beautiful faeries of light.

Well mine is a freaky hell-bitch. I mean, I've kind of had it with sickly sweet or romantic muses. Mine reflects me, evil to the core =P

So what does yours say about you?

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love the length of vocabulary. Everyone has a different kind of muse. I feel sorry for you. Your's is cruel. but i admit mine changes her personality each time. like a bi-polar godess bestowed from hell, yet with a beauty of a Hummingbird's feather.

But, you could try making more sense of what was happening. like for instance, what was the "bargin" and what did the cruel, demon muse look like? Did the fact that she was a cruel woman mean you were to write a poem unpleasant? Be a little more clear. Be wary, a muse is powerful. Goodluck.
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There are days when you're sitting down, paper/laptop in front of you, hand/hands on your pen/keyboard, and all the world's ideas are ready to flow out and form beautifully-placed words of art. Other days, however, feel like a famine had blazed into your mind. Absolutely nothing there, not one drop of creativity. Which is why we look those our muses, the little voices in our head who speak our minds and ideas into eligible words. Yet they may not always be the nicest chaps you'll meet...
Chen's poem, Dark Sadistic Muse, is a frightening look into the psychic of one such writer (himself) as his own muse comes to life and shows the true meaning of "tortured artist". You can feel the tension right away as the "femme muse-le" approaches:
"Here I sit, staring at the blank document./The dark background mirroring the world behind me./ I swallow hard as my body locks;/Hairs tense as I sense her arrival..."
And when she arrives, the adjectives to describe her gave me enough shivers to last through two weeks:
"She laughs at this; cruel and cold,/Tossing me from her grasp with eyes of disdain/She paces around the room slowly, with a silent snarl,/Reminiscent of predator, stalking her prey..."
You can feel the evil with every word she speaks, and you can feel the terror of the poet; the one who is to give him inspiration makes him feel more blackmailed than anything. The dynamic between the two comes out violent, and you wonder what sort of deal he made that would allow the muse into his life. The final question he asks is frightening, because not only could this thing be real, but she could be yours as well.
Brr, I need some hot cocoa to warm up. It suddenly got freezing in my room. This latest poem by the Captain is quite bone-chilling, and you the reader might relate to it well. Well done, Captain, and keep writing!
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BitterSweet138 Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2014
My muse is evil, fucked up, and always wanting attention.  The relationship is that, he gives me great ideas I can twist and turn into something else, but the problem is that he wants everything to be about him, everything.  Dude is an attention whore with a hidden sadistic side and I gotta babysit that shit all the time.  
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WolfieANNE Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2013  Student Writer
My muse is CRUEL.
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Ohmypasta Featured By Owner May 22, 2013  Student General Artist
My Muse is beautiful, but hurts me kindly. She could tear me up and break me down with a single glance. But the strangest part is, she knows not this frightening power she holds over me...The power I let her have to rule my life, my hopes and dreams, and, most of all, my heart.
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noorelven Featured By Owner Apr 15, 2013
She has found a new pet :S and ignores me completely :S
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StellaStarfish Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Yes, yes, yes. Creativity can be a heartless bitch.
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Starsister12 Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
This is chilling and beautiful all at the same time. Sometimes a muse like this is exactly what we need...someone to kick us out of our comfortable excuses.
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DompteurLoup Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
This actually inspired me to write a quick short poem of how I view my Muse. I'll have it up and link it to here so you can see what you inspired :)
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DompteurLoup Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Here it be Lad [link]
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Azedarach Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
Geeze, your muse reminds me of my alter ego. She was my Muse's best friend...

My Muse is experiencing a period of extreme happiness because I'm going to write a horror book in which people die for April Camp 'WriMo... My Muse ate a lot of inspiration. She's fat now. *shame*

Still.... wow. Such memories of my alter ego... I miss her. :crying:
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MeoAgcat Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
My muse went to a long vacation and rarely come back to visit me.
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