Poems Or What Happens When I Can't Think In Prose: Boredom

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Saturday, June 26, 2004

Boredom

A fly buzzing over my head, homeshopping on the tube, tick tick tick says the clock on the wall. The sun is too hot the fan is too slow sweat trickles from my brow The fly buzzes over my head, click click click goes the remote, the clock chimes one. The cellphone buzzes a message has been sent... Sign in to see full entry.

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