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Shadow Jul 2020
The days are grey
and the nights are cloudy
I am lost in this monotony
Anais Vionet Jul 2020
hello world without surprise.
good morning gentle tedium.
****** me, please, monotony.
kiss me, sweet emptiness.
hold me rough, nothingness.
dishonor me, meaninglessness.
ravish me, joylessness.
whew... can a girl get a cigarette?



no, I don't really smoke - yuck - that was a joke  =]
a humorous corona virus, boredom poem
Mushroompoetry Jun 2020
Three, four, five, six
Episodes in a row.
Me, more, ice, chips,
Can't do this anymore.

I check my phone - no messages
I moan and groan - bad premises
I'm all alone - mood perished

Carried by a small stream to the vast sea of apathy,
And i can't swim
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
I've passed the disenchanted one, in the empty hallway
I've heard the isolated girl, arguing in the mirror
I've seen the angry hermit girl reflected in the toaster
I've noticed the crazy girl, crying in the shower
I've enjoyed the whispers of the poet talking to herself
Her latest performance had the largest audience yet
the flowers were captivated but the cat left unimpressed
a short, corona virus' eternal boredom free verse poem
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
I've passed the disenchanted one, in the empty hallway
I've heard the isolated girl, arguing in the mirror
I've seen the angry hermit girl reflected in the toaster
I've noticed the crazy girl, crying in the shower
I've enjoyed the whispers of the poet talking to herself
Her latest performance had the largest audience yet
the flowers were captivated but the cat left unimpressed
A poem about the corona virus and isolation, boredom, and poetry and a cat
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
I’m daughtering in place and it’s a full time job.
I'm a posable figurine, like a Barbie for my mom.
She's been shopping in a frenzy, to fill the empty hours.
I think we have an Amazon truck dedicated to our house.
I needed another closet so we took my sister's room
It looks like a Dior outlet-store or maybe King Tut's tomb.
"I think you've gotten carried away," I said to her last night.
Looking at all the loot arranged, she said, "you may be right."
a corona virus isolation poem - with my mom's shopping from boredom
Anais Vionet Jun 2020
Oh, absent one, I miss you.
Darling, an empty place awaits you.
Thrushes chirp their dissatisfaction in
the garden as I doze with boredom.
I send my well wishes from a distance.

Oh, absent one, my digital ghost.
You're here when I call but not here.
I brush my hair with discontent, I
eat bitter, lonely meals to stay alive.
I send my love from a distance.
a short corona virus free verse poem about isolation
Cattatonicat Jun 2020
Angel face, where did you come from?
Living two lives, for your boredom
Are your two lives from the same place?

Angel face,
You sacrificed us for your boredom
I never gave you my consent
Looks like it wasn’t a sacrifice
It was a manslaughter
Lanech Jun 2020
Most times I wish I could unleash all that I feel on pen and paper but each time I try , I run out of words, if not words ink. Why?🤷🤷.
Wondering why
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