Rob Schackne poem #345 - "Just as they"

Just as they 

don't write here
on the city walls
where boredom is
not the threshold
of great deeds
but repression
real and otherwise
DAMNED IF YOU DO
BORED IF YOU DON'T
phones glued to
real and otherwise
the sky is moving
under the weight
all heads down
no more damned
than this inclines
me to be bored