Melting from Boredom

A paradox, I’m sitting speechless, inches from the printer;
I’m so bored I’m melting in the middle of the winter.
The cleaning people later on will find me in a pool;
Odds are fifty-fifty I’ll have drowned in my own drool.


Author: Rhyme In Time

I write for a living. For no kind of living whatsoever, I also write poetry and study the Korean language. And I help raise a cat with my wife.

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