Boredom

I have no desire to talk 

pseudo intellectual shit 

with a piss head, 

the two don't mix,

a lyrical waxing 

can be awfully taxing 

when you’re faced

with a slurring prick,

boredom, 

there’s nothing it,

it’s so anticlimactic,

beyond 

any imaginable 

degree, 

boredom 

abuses me

daily 

regularly, 

touching me up,

switch on 

switch off

hop on

hop off

turn the page

fill the cup

bored to fuck 

“shove this thermomotor 

up your butt and let me

know the digits”

boredom, 

there’s nothing it,

a text message,

snapchat shit,

bandwidth obsession

to broadcast 

a lesson 

in being 

completely 

and utterly 

irrelevant,

jog on

jog off

tax rise

pay cut 

have you got the list?

remember to

mark each item off

with a tick

one by one,

seven for the

price of one

on crap 

I don’t require

this ain’t fun,

I ain’t no liar

here you go again,

spend

spend

spend,

bank

bank

bank

lend

lend

lend

only to 

spend more

to owe more,

boredom

it’s a chore, 

like a shoeshine 

for a dime

but a dime’s 

a dozen

and that don’t 

buy me relief,

an alarm clock

wakes me

from sleep

only

to sleepwalk, 

you’re selling 

yourself 

short 

for time

you can’t find 

any use for 

because

you’re such

a fucking bore,

me included