Promises, promises, poetic thought by George-B

Promises, promises, poetic thought by George-B

A promise I made
To myself
I will not be bored
I will learn to not be bored
To find the elements in
Things
People
Water
Air
Dirt
Fire
That will be interesting
Enough
Not to bore me
To look for antiboring-antiboring-anti
Behavior
thumb sucking
Smoking whatever
Drinking to unbore
And immature mature relationships
Turning to be boring now I
Walk away from boring
And get fit as I walk, and now
I can tell what’s boring
I can unbore and stay that way
Way to go

I’m on my way…

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