Sitting here, writing a poem Could care less what's on the tube Later, you'll tell me that ALL I ever do is watch TV I HATE TV I would shut it off IF I could find the remote It's crappy outside I'm in a cold sweat I would smoke a cigarette (if someone would teach me how) I feel so alone I have no money and no place to go So here I sit; ALONE ...BORED Out Of My Mind
03/14/2010
Posted on 03/14/2010Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli
... such an outstanding write.....
i'm loving this write
there is so much soul in this piece, such flesh on the bone, such rawness to the emotion, the smoking line a fav, since the subject doesn't smoke, it speaks volumes...kudos poet, this isn't bad, though the emotional toll might feel so...hugs, jewels
Yes, TV, the soul sucking soundbite! I can feel the boredom here.