and no matter what hasn’t come out of this
no love, no companionship, no spite;
i still want to thank You
for inspiration.

You were
my lyrical muse
for some three months. . .
no,
more.
You provided me with enough
desire, angst and passion
to feed hundreds of hungry ears.

You helped me
write my emotions and feel my words
so that they are immortalized
on paper with ink.
forever bound
in leather, wood and glue.

by sarah hulin