By Brandon Marlon

I am caked and soaked
In the debris of the Diaspora
Its banality hangs off me
Like rusting anchors underwater
Like heavy clothing rack hangars

Monotony lulls and deceives
Ennui engenders apathy
Here in this idyllic paradise
Knowing only the peacetime season
Ticking according to civilization’s clock

Hooray! for tedium in all its dreariness
Bravo bravissimo! for its sheer boredom
A tiresome land slumbers softly
Blissfully ignorant of offshore concerns
Indifferent to homeland dreams shipwrecked at sea

Drunk on dullness
I twitch open crusty eyes
Apprising motherland happenings
Disrupting kinsmen oceans away
Lacking the luxury of languor

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