Boredom
It’s boring here, if you are the kind
of person who gets bored
I’m not, but I am tired
but too caffeinated to sleep
and too unknown to speak
So I sit here writing poetry silently
if it weren’t for the crying
of a bored baby who needs to sleep
November 14, 2003
LAX, Los Angeles, CA
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