Bored Poem


…nothing
long stretches of else
nor here nor there

waiting its
wanna naught
don’t know when out

self-wrangled unexpressed
its velocity is
broken

through
the moment crater
useless dug
in us

why
said no
cannot have

is
Boredom

Copyright 2008 by Michael Marsters.
All rights reserved.

(Exactly now desert
Restless…)

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