Tuesday, September 29, 2009: Mark Fisher at Drawger--Ennui in Mummy Town

Boredom

The gray lull that yawns in afternoons.

The dull discomfort trickles along your scalp,
the nape of your neck,
settling around your shoulders.

A weightless yoke.

A verb problem--what to do,
this game of next, next, next suddenly
made visible, barely materialized,
a cobweb reaching one tentacle from a corner

and almost as quickly receding,
crab into dark, dark shell.