I have a friend who told me she finds
poetry boring now.

I told her-
It has always been boring.
It will always be boring.

Even DisneyWorld is boring on the 3rd day in a row.

She now finds poetry-

Mostly mundane.
Radically routine.
Definitely drab.
Really repetitive.
Totally tedious.

Much like Mark.

I told her-
It has always been boring.
It will always be boring.

Boring.
Poetry boring deep inside your head
Boring deep inside your conscious
Boring deep into your soul

Without leaving a hole
Leaving you whole.

Boring.

Dare you become my thrill
Imagination of your free will
Ready to obey my dark mind
Tied and submitting in kind
Yet responding to a hard hand

Making you feel and understand
Imposing your body for my pleasure
Naked and isolated at my leisure
Demanding more than you can give