WRITING OBSTACLE
Create a dialogue scene between an artist and their muse.
Angel Eyes And Lavanoa
He reeks of orthodox tobacco incense, cigars and golden grain—
His eyes steel, Everclear and
iron,
a shade of withering grass—
The man’s brim curves well his swine nose
And leans to the steel cut boots he wears like prayers, scuffed
By cattle hooves and shards of copper
Honey says he’s fine,
Like fine, mulberry wine—
I say he’s mash, charred over-well in a calling carhood;
And then they out the swine’s eyes and wave him as the fine brandy of men—
A southern gentleman;
That devil Angel Eyes—
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She keeps herself in the pockets of her Tyrian cardigan—
They say to bosom a crooked hand—
I see her when she feeds the mallards,
When she couples the deer
creeping upon the white sands
For love and a hand—
Her eyes coal, witless as stone,
peer unmoving as I come;
Veiled by split hair, failing braids
and a daisy;
Her skin that of a plucked swan—
I call and she rips a revolver
Empty of all chambers—
Odd duck, this Lavanoa—
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(I saw Gone with the Wind and was inspired to write about a good old southern gentleman; about a couple like Rhett and Scarlet.
I wrote briefly about some guy named Angel Eyes, just because. Then I met someone named Lavanoa. And, you know, she had just one of those names that had to be used in a southern gothic setting. Some people just have names like that. I just had to use it.)