It feels ignorant to be bored What is "being on my phone" It's so boring to be ignored Feelings I never condone While another day goes by I can't check my air supply Or how many hearts there are Until I can't restart Doing nothing, I won't have it I must give the day some worth I don't want to know the timeline But I want to be remembered Wishes at 11:11 Calling all my closest friends Living breathing artifacts Of days that never seem to end Driving on the Robert Moses Moving in, then moving again Trying to stay in the bike lane Laughing at the way you dance I'm the same age as the decades Make a list of all the highs Every winter someone's mourning Who they used to be now I'm