Boredom
Bore
Dom
B
O
R
E
D
O
M

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The word
Slips from my mouth
Like slobber.

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Its funny how
Loud everything
Seems
When there are
No sounds.

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The kid next
To me
Is rocking out
To M.C.R

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He's got his
Air guitar out
Oblivious to
Everything.

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Now he's singing
To a nameless
Melody.

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A man shuffles
Through papers,
Looking for the
Excitement
That has slipped
From their pages.

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Two pairs of eyes
Behind a screen,
Rotting away their
Imaginations.
Telling themselves
It's entertainment.

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And here I sit
In boredom,
A witness
To all this.
Thoughts running
Through my mind,
Through the pen,
Through the ink
And
On to paper

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Because…

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I'm bored.
And I have
Eyes to see with,
And nothing
On my mind.