Not Even Boring

Written by Jacob Ibrag

You’re beginning to bore me, and you’re

not even boring. It’s just that you used to be this

shiny thing. I’d hold you up to the sun and watch you

shine on me. And now its become too familiar. And now

we’ve become routine. You’re the same as the one from

before, and the one before that. I’ve heard all of

your words, in this soul and the next.

Photo by Pablo Merchán Montes

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