Sweet Bored

Well, I'm trying to sleep
But I gotta get and smoke a cigarette
Gotta take a shower and brush my teeth.
I just feel like a damn sheep
Gotta wake up, gotta wind up my spinnerets
Time to eat, time to grind, time to sleep
Again.

A little hard work ain't ever hurt nobody
I'm feeling a little heady, all the while knowing
That as I write this poem, it'll keep me going
Work and grind, Earth and my rebirth bestowing
A crown of the hedges
A vast past of collectives
Again.

Sweet boredom, take me home
Again.