I Got Bored (Poem)
Dropped the phone listening to random bands
It kept playing,
Before, I would type out these ridiculous stories
About mankind and their need to draw a boarder for territories
Laying back on my bed where I yawn.
Do something useful? Mow the lawn?
Time is straying.
The trash by my bed from the snacks
that clacking of my buttons for attacks.
Sleep over came my eyes when I looked up.
coiled in a ball as if I were a pup.
Boredom for sleep.