Contemplating My Navel is a collection of poems I write that are inspired by that one thing that never ceases to dredge the most random of poems from my mind: boredom. I will add more to this as they beat me over the head, begging my weary mind to take notice of them. They are random, rambling, and have nothing to do with each other besides their inspiration source. To paraphrase Mark Twain: Those seeking a purpose in these poems will be prosecuted, those seeking a plot will be punished, and those seeking a meaning will be shot. Please, enjoy.