Its not always the horse or stream, but something 'long the trip.

JUST BORED SOMEWHERE?


Is that guy round square...
Or am I just bored SOMEWHERE?

If I were inside looking out
I'd always have a question
lest mine eyes not see both in and out

If I were outside looking in
I'd know all the answers without any question
The outside?, isnt that where I started?
or are we both outside in something else.
She said it wasnt good for my health
out in the rain?. SOMEWHERE

What else!!
If I lived in the sea I'd see the inside not the outside
And if lived inside I'd see the sea as a place to swim
outside
only if I'd ever been inside
If I'd never been inside or outside
then the problem only be my heath
going around in the rain SOMEWHERE?

.
I'll send you a wire...
for your information
something does inpinge on my health
to leave me here inside with poor health

I've grow by habit
of these walls, floors, and doors,
to think light reflections
to make circles of my life

Only on the leap year
do disconnected ends unmet in my bordom
engage in an intersourse
like spirals with squares.

The mark on the floor where my back
and head doesth rest
have grown to look like squares
The marks on the walls where I lean and touch look
like circles
And the marks made at only evening
depend only if it is daylight saving time or if the
sun heats the west wall or the moon cools the east.

The tide at the sea -
I am sure will start to rise
in regular rhythum to my habits
to bore the creatures there
to the same intercourses-of
spirals and squares.

If I went out yesterday
I'd of fooled myself and embraced this nightmare
but I had been a deliberate fool at any odd time
all the time
and saw the inside of the house from SOMEWHERE?

Upon inspection I decided,
on knowing both the inside and out
that my first prints upon the outside beach
had been
the cause
of the marks on my wall's, doors, and floors
to grow these boredoms that I suffer
evening noon and morn

Stop by
embrace my nightmare
there's no one here but me
my chair, cheer me up, embrace me
by the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea-
come visit come by and come cheer me
outside by the sea by the sea by the outside sea
You and me

Watch my lightened boredoms rise
to new changes of the same old intercourse
of the same old squares and spirals
I oddly thought the world to be
Outside By the sea

No question anywhere I step is the same old spot
I first laid on the
beach by the sea.

Marvin Eli Kirsh