You know, I don't really know what to make of The Muse. It's my favorite piece, I know that, and I know what it's about (obviously), but other than that...
You know what it reminds me of? Alice in Wonderland. It makes sense by making no sense whatsoever. Layne's world, the way he interacts with people...I don't know. It's weird. He's weird. I'm glad he's not my muse, really, because I'd probably be completely insane.
It's coming. It'll be here in late summer/early fall (Tucson doesn't have seasons, you know.), and then you'll see what I mean.