BoredA Poem by CaseyThis is a poem about how sometimes simply nothing happens.
Huh? Did someone say something?
I guess it must have just been the wind. The very silent wind is trying to say things I guess. Maybe it could have been my imagination. Woah! What's that? Oh it's just my chair creaking a little bit. I guess nothing is happening at the moment. Should I wait for something to happen? Wait! Who's that? Ok, it was just a coat hanging. I'm so bored with this uneventful day. Maybe I should write about it. © 2022 Casey |
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Added on January 24, 2022 Last Updated on January 24, 2022 Author |