Muse, unamused

When he woke me,
just after midnight,
I thought I knew
what he wanted.
But no, he’d seen,
in a dream,
his ‘great masterpiece’
which he ‘had’ to paint
right now…

an Imperial carp…

So here I am,
sometime before dawn,
balanced
on cheek and arms,
trying to maintain
a ‘sinuous’ curve.