I'm Never Bored

My weekdays

So busy, it's my

Schedule

Well, given my apartment's

Just as full

Low ceilings and white

Unforgiving walls

They're no less rigid than

The days lined on my calendar

And subway trains that roar

Be home late; it's hard to keep proper

Intervals of sleep

I like it though

My weekends

I travel, and I

Visit friends

Sometimes I go out

Sometimes I stay in

To entertain myself

I slowly invoke humor in

A story I recall

I mimic with my arms, as I

Exaggerate a joke

Oh, here I go

I slowly enhance drama in

A story I recall

I mimic with my arms, as I

Exaggerate the plot

I go to

Unhook the VCR

Cable, and

I bat the mass of

Tangled gray and black

Antenna cords

Somewhere in the back

I'm leaning over

Down behind the TV stand

The radiator coughs

A hissing, blind, extended hands

Spits among the dust

I give up