A poem about boredom, a composite

Maixx Culver-Hagins

1. It’s hard to know when to stop living out of a suitcase
                                                  Or chewing your nails

2. Sometimes I forget how to fall asleep
                                                 I spend my time remembering instead

3. I’ve been building shaving cream castles on my kneecaps because if I’m gonna waste anything, it might as well be shaving cream 

4. My closest friends are the kids in the windows across the way.
We eat dinner with our backs facing each other and play games of chicken with our light switches 

We’ll send you greeting cards from our bedroom windows