Who is in charge, your muse or you? an attempt at writing a poem, C/C?

Hey Nancy, I like the idea of your muse being made up with beautifully manicured emerald green nails. I love it. She sounds quite wacky and has a will of her own. Mine doesn't even have a face, she's all blurred and floaty. Obscure under layers of flimsy veils. I think she needs a make-over. Who's in charge - er - she is!