Muse

July 25th, 2020

Starring: A and B

At work.  B is wistfully staring at one wall of their cubicle.  A walks by and stops.

A

You’re sweating.

B

I need help.

A

Are you ill?

B

Oh no, just in love.

A

I see.  With whom?

B

An artist.

A

Goodness!  What kind?

B

Just an artist.

A

Oh.

B

I need to express my love.  But I don’t know how.

A

Just tell the truth.  

B

But how?

A

Truthfully.

B

But how?  I need to show I know something about art.

A

Hmmm

What about a poem?

B

Poem?  That sounds hard.

A

It’s not that hard.  Try a Haiku.  

B

What do I do?

A

It’s three lines.  

The first line is a 7 syllable sentence.

The second line is a 5 syllable sentence.

The third line is also a 7 syllable sentence.

B

That’s it?

A

That’s it.  Short and sweet, no rhymes, but it shows you know a thing or two.

B

Ok…

B writes quickly on a legal pad, occasionally counting out syllables on their fingers.

You say you are an artist.

That is cool to me.

Let’s go to a museum.

How is that?

A

Perfect.  Now write it out on some nice construction paper, or something.

B

Ok!

You think it’ll work?

A

Without a doubt.

You spoke from the heart.  They like that.

B

Awesome.

...

Hey thanks.

A

Happy to help.

B

Wait...how do you know all this stuff?

A

I read.

Sorry, I gotta get to this meeting.  Let me know how it works, ok?

B

Sure, I will!

B stares at the poem, reading it over, smiling.

END OF PLAY

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