BORED

Slate covered wooden slab

shifting on the pivot
descending from heaven to hell

Exhausted and relieved

at least I tried to see
but my vision is now full of red

The Giving Tree is gone

and the hope of life is wrong
chaos to purchase some bloody game

Tell the night goodbye

Tell the Sun a lie
whatever he must hear to be proud

But the waiting is too long

and the time has past for song
and tomorrow looks just like the last 40 years

So end this tale tonight

I tried to do what’s right
but the spit from the world has caused this board
to slip.

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