Entertainment

Not that I'm bored,

With nothing to do.

Doing nothing,

Of mine;

Has always been a skill.

Differently still,

I am bored,

Of having nothing

To reflect upon.

Silly day dreams,

All one,

By one,

Pushed along.

I assume,

Interest wanes,

To advise,

Against vain thought.

In this time,

Video paraded,

Spreading ignorance,

Where,

Alliteration is forgot,

Boredom looms,

As a hint,

That you're,

Off to the wrong start,

Long I've wondered,

Pondered and so,

As to how,

The mind cranks along,

Dreary as the rain,

When surrounded,

By so much,

Meant to entertain.