i moved recently
i'm on a new bus
i enjoy new things
until they become old again
like a child
begging for new toys
i lay my boredom
to bed
tuck it in
kiss it goodnight
adults keep telling me
they can't wait for the day
that they are bored
you are bored if
you want to decay,
you know.
you are bored
if you have died.
my legs are long
my knees press against
the seat before me
i hope the person
in front of me
doesn't despise me
like i despise everything
a candle is blown out
and an electricity
sets in
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flecks of charisma
Poetry(old bad poetry don't read pls ahhh) flecks of charisma is a quintessential guide to not knowing how you're feeling, not knowing how to deal with it, but knowing how to adjust your life around it. some days are tough and some days can elongate into...
