“How am I doing?” people ask.
Fine, I say
“I’m staying busy”
Doing many of the same things I’ve always done
Everything is the same… only different
My calendar chronicles
days filled with the stuff of life
But “busy” isn’t what life is supposed to be about
Life has always been busy
but when we were a couple
it seemed to have a greater purpose
that I can’t seem to find in this new existence
Because I’ve lost my muse
More than my lover and best friend
she was a force of gravity
creating the orbits within family and friends
that still survive
She gave me a sense of value and approval
bringing style and an aspirational purpose
to the time we were together
So I am searching now
for meaning and purpose
amid the clutter of my calendar
But It doesn’t come easily
Because I’ve lost my muse
Copyright M. Linsk 2015, with love