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  • Artist Info: Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.<br />
    After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,<br />
    we ourselves flash and yearn,<br />
    and moreover my mother told me as a boy<br />
    (repeatingly) "Ever to confess you're bored<br />
    means you have no<br />
    <br />
    Inner Resources." I conclude now I have no<br />
    inner resources, because I am heavy bored.<br />
    Peoples bore me,<br />
    literature bores me, especially great literature,<br />
    Henry bores me, with his plights & gripes<br />
    as bad as Achilles,<br />
    <br />
    who loves people and valiant art, which bores me.<br />
    And the tranquil hills, & gin, look like a drag<br />
    and somehow a dog<br />
    has taken itself & its tail considerably away<br />
    into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving<br />
    behind: me, wag.
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