Muse. by Ashley Cooke

My angel of muse

a generous lover when she is mine

but soon vanishes from my grip

I follow her through my abandoned mind

A light tip toe from  a corner nearby

diverts my eyes to her

I chase her rapidly desperate to catch her

every step of mine becomes louder

as I pound the floor in pursuit

following her every step

She vanishes further

with every claw of my arms

she slips into another hallway

flaunting a journey

in which I am uninvited

I open doors that lead to nowhere

Pieces of my mind collapse

I dig desperately in the rubble

surrounding my feet

the hunger begins.

Ashley Cooke is a creative writing major attending Long Beach City College. She is from Long Beach, CA. She works at a hospital and at a music venue. She is currently working on her first poetry collection.