POEM STARTER
Compose a poem about the lost art of boredom.
Are we missing out on the beauty of being bored?
More Boredom
Tap tap tap
Goes our fingers.
Tap tap tap
Goes our feet.
Impatience,
Boredom,
Lack of
Dopamine.
Need an out
From this low.
Give us more
Adrenaline.
A hundred times
Faster than
Our previous
Generation.
A thousand times
More processing
Of new
Information.
The speed,
That’s needed
To navigate
Today’s world.
Sucks out
Everything
From our
Soul.
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