Sitting at work today (while the kids were sleeping) I was going to write a blog about how bored I am with my new position, and how I feel like my talents are being wasted away. Instead I plunked out a poem. Poetry was my way of dealing with the teen age years, and I haven't really written any recently.
~Boredom
My life has become
a mind numbing prison
from which there seems
no escape.
A safe shelter of
tedium, strangling
the very life from
my soul.
Emptying my mind
of all useful thought,
concentrating solely
on the key to freedom.
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