I thought it would be
An impossibility
That you wouldn’t inspire me
To write more poetry
But you don’t care to see
So I’m really only writing for me
I suppose that’s the best way to be
Self-inspired poetry
But unfortunately
I am mostly bored by me
How can I not be?
When I am always stuck with me
Now I’m mostly bored with you
You give me nothing to believe
Nothing new to see
And when you share the same old thing
It’s rarely