POEM STARTER
Compose a poem about the lost art of boredom.
Are we missing out on the beauty of being bored?
Deftones (class assignment)
You told me to “change in the house of flies”
“Rosemary” around my “diamond eyes
My “fist” fighting for dear life
Along with your mouth which is screaming lies
Just a “teenager” so it's fine
“Mascara” dripping down my eyes
Just “be quiet and drive”
And ill “hold” on for dear life
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