In the house, here we live
The wall’s sameness, the floor here
As the sun rises and falls
Another day, what? Running out,
Like milk in the fridge

Can I be bored, what right do I?
Virus spreading and coughing
What’s the use? Dark thoughts filter
Sad thoughts of meaning
Meaninglessness

Mumble, stumble, fumble on
Be happy, put on a smile
Like a new record, needs flipping
Till the needle cracks and breaks
Meet this end, stop

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