Boredom
sweeps over me.
I fall asleep
at my desk,
mid-call.
"Helloooooooooooooo?"
I dream that
I'm falling
off a cliff.
I jolt awake.
"helloooooooooooooo?"
I hang up.
I retire
to the tilet
for my daily
constitutional.
I'm reading
some poems by
Buk.
I print them off
the internet.
I can't afford books
of poetry.
He's a
genius
and
I'm
bored.
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So i'm just going to assume this is whoever called themselves Lance Ravenscroft on Benrik. Just saying it's a pity not to see you on blogging on the site anymore, i liked your comments. And if this is not that person, my apologies, i hope the rest of your day is good.
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