Boredom came, its marching flattened
Every structure in my mien
That supported lively scene.
Some of me, I think, was gladdened.
Weight of blanket strangles vision.
Heavy lids oppress ambition.
Things I want to see, I dream.
Off the bed, events all seem
Touched by folk who need revision.
Slashing standard sans exception
Doesn't need a sharpened weapon.
Limp-hand scoffing is a dirk
Chopping burden, any work.
Easy time is sole intention.
I expect myself to suffer
Never. Nature laid a buffer.
Great indifference will create
Shameless distance to negate
Range of any goal disrupter.
Judgment is above me, dying,
Choked and silent while I'm lying.
Credit's mine for causing that.
I'm inventive one who spat
Vomit in its mouth for spying.