Explorations Of A Boredom Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Take me.
Take me on a new escapade.
And away from the same,
Explorations of a boredom.

Take me.
Now and without delay.
From others who have designated,
Their lives to decay.

Too many are on 'trips',
Digging through old dirt to get...
A repeating of a nothing.
Too many are on 'trips',
Hoping to discover and hit...
A jackpot of gossip.
Buried and forgotten.
But hoping that a fresh twist,
Juices up to lick lips...
Of those unexposed.
Or aware of it.

Come on and just take me.
Now and to not further delay.
From others who have designated,
Their lives to decay.

Take me.
Away from the same,
Explorations of a boredom...
Gone.
I've had enough of hearing their,
Sad songs.
I've had enough of hearing what's,
Going on.
For too long.

Take me.
Take me on a new escapade.
And away from the same,
Explorations of a boredom.
And who did what wrong.

I've had enough of hearing their,
Sad songs.
I've had enough of hearing what's,
Going on.
For too long.

Too many are on 'trips',
Digging through old dirt to get...
'Nuthin'.