Suddenly, thoroughly, utterly bored!
Why do I spend my time trying so hard?!
What madness this is! What folly, what strife!
This poxy half-backward, half-forward life.
One eye for nostalgia; one cast ahead
to somewhere that hasn’t been thoroughly bled
of all of the things that I kind of like –
Like trees, big skies, silence, black cats, and bikes.