That Unwanted Feeling Poem by bob barci

It began on Monday -
that feeling of boredom.
I don’t recall inviting it over
and asking it in -
but there it was
making a pest of itself.
I tried to make it go away.
I wanted to read a book -
it just kept interrupting and distracting me.
I wanted to take a walk -
it just reminded me that I had nowhere to go.
I wanted to watch a television program -
it wouldn’t let me find anything interesting.
I wanted to write a poem -
it wouldn’t let me think.
I wanted to listen to an old vinyl album -
but it added scratches and made it skip.
I wanted to be left alone -
but it wouldn’t go away.
Boredom paid me a visit this week
and overstayed its welcome.