Thursday, October 16, 2014

A Parade of Hobbies

What now? I ask myself

                   I cut up t-shirts.
                   I write verses.

                   I doodle.

                   I line up words.

                   I travel alone
                                         and with people.

                   I daydream.
                   I sleep for hours.

And yet, boredom, like an overeager puppy
   follows me around.
Its fingers tight around my neck;
    No matter how much I think of moving

I cannot shake it off.

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