Jenkins Street Poetry Project
A collection of original poems by Don Stinson
Monday, March 1, 2010
ennui by any other name
Everything seems
nothing some days,
massive totality
wizened, shrunk,
sad little raisin
stuck in the bottom
of the battered box,
bearing the label:
boredom.
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