Tediousness Poems - Poems about Tediousness

...daily tediousness a lulling monotony up to me to change this I could learn a new language rock babies at a day care center teach cartooning Instead I sit in my recliner clicking the remote......

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...Modest finances We're supposed to travel to the Algarve, stay at a posh hotel, and eat at a restaurant that sells African food on my birthday So many medical bills coming, an unhealthy thud in ......

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...Dark hour of morning green and jealous sun. Flag’s red, white, and blue leans over the porch. Oak branches, bored, and skeleton but wood. The leaves too still, no breath of life, no sigh......

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...The sober drunk He woke up early, had fallen asleep when drunk now, he was sober trembling hands and blurred vision full of self-loathing; what happened once, he had been a little boy in the V......

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...The none affair The celebration ran into a Dogger bank that had been trawled of fishy life and turned into windblown sand of the endlessly repeated. Take-away food and Portuguese soap tritenes......

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...Voyaging The high seas and the battle for a meaning of life, not on a ship that runs on routine. The Panama Canal, have I been there once not sure, I vaguely remember a tank ship pulled by t......

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...After wishing me a good morning, he said that it was all set, It was time to raze the house, even though I wasn't in debt! But they wanted to build a big highway, exactly in this spot, Like a be......

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...I muddle through the day like an old tire being dragged out of a muddy pond. Words and days come and go - an expression fumbles out of my mouth. Just another day of tediousness and exagger......

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...The Bug Is Love a compulsion, the sudden idea that this person, no others, will meet all your need and make you happy. It is a moment, falling in love only happens once when you are among the bl......

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...I hid Bricks formed into a patchwork ochre cuboid The planet One side in unforgiving chill And the other Nauseating dry light I hid To avoid a swollen face And sores......

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..."I have dug my way out the ground with palm and fist many times- my whole life has been one burial after another; I will find my way out of you just fine." --rupi kaur no......

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...This tediousness of life and all LIFE: that sinful lady who gambols and whips her watery gown and whispers those most secret secrets whose cosmic kiss dances so infinitesimally close to the eardrum b......

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...Evening in Paradise Evening in the village it is about nine o’clock nothing on TV except men in nice suits and cuff links talking about the economy, they all are experts yet disagree about ever......

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...From sunrise in the morning, to sunset at night, concerning knowledge, I have an insatiable appetite. For the body and soul, there is ambrosia in a bowl. Generous servings have me attaining my goa......

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...TENDERNESS. On tentative waves of tenderness We would go forward in attendance Where softness in the dawn counts Some flirtation of sunshine after dark. Today the journey is short Beyond te......

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