The Boring Room.

Minutes are turning
into hours and I am
stuck in this lobby
where people cannot
complain.

I beg to disagree.

Commotion is not
an asset of
a good race.

I fail to calculate.

Something that is
missing is something
that does not exist.

I doubt there is.

 

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to The Boring Room.

  1. Wonderful way with words. I’m in awe.

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