"Another Boring Poem"

I run out of dull "updates"

for Facebook and Twitter –

so I write boring poems, like this one, instead.

Yes, you already know that I suffer from migraines –

and that, prior to noon,

I can’t always get out of bed.



I should wait until I have something to say:

something fresh, new and very upbeat.

If I wait for that moment,

it may never arrive.

If I wait to feel hungry,

then I just won’t eat.