1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The pub door sign said “Bored People are Boring” –
An arresting image of bored people snoring
In exponential ennui,
“You were boring first.” “No, I wasn’t.” “O.K. Then it was me.
But you were boring second, so you are most to blame.”
And on and on it escalates onto a tiresome plane,
A dialectic that’s designed to ineluctably bore,
Each person is more bored than the one who was bored before,
A tableau, almost vivant, of void and nothingness,
A tableau, almost vivant, of cricket’s summer months.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/bored/