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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Boredom

Boredom cuts with its dull blade
Cutting away life’s enthusiasm
Slices of creativity fall to scatter
Across the mind leaving a puzzle
With no desire to connect the pieces

Tedium’s eyes stare blank
No light shining behind shuttered eyelids
Moments repeated exactly as those before
In a listless spiral the spirit plummets

Apathy has plenty of solitude
It does not attract companionship
Enthusiasm seeks sunshine
Not the gray clouds of indifference




©Susie Clevenger 2010

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