BOREDOM

Sitting all alone one day
Wondering what to do
Picked up a pen and found myself
In the land of Kharmantou

The Kharmantou

My life is rich and
Tastes like monotony peanut butter
Sticking to the roof of my mouth
Keeping my tongue busy and words adhesive
Diverting

BOREDOM

When time is stagnate and the world is on hold.
When feelings of anxiousness emanate from the
search for something

the clock ticks away in my ears
scarring the silence that's bored me to tears
no one is calling, no emails to read
something

-The Night Drive-

He was bored in soul,
and so we took a drive.
Asylum on the road
and ever out and on
Jaundiced lives alone
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