Non-Existence?

Standard

Boredom

Boring down on me

Can’t ride the

Tidal wave

Of flat terrain

In pain

Of all the same

It drains me dry

I die from boredom

Disappear be not

Quite here

Or there a care

Of none and nothing

Is become the sum

Of all my parts

 

©K Barr

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