Time to Kill

Boredom partnered with time-
The cheap way to get through the day.
A sweet release it is to be free from work,
Yet not have a clue what to do.
No charge for your boredom except sanity
Staring blankly around the room
Contemplating what objects to touch
So that the long, wasted day seems
Like it's filled with meaning.
Tap the keyboard for an hour.
Delay interest in the outside world-
At least anything beyond finger tips.
Open a book and hope for an adventure
To take imagination past the front door
Without ever leaving a comfy sofa.
Flip through alphabetized names
In a cellular phone book
Hoping that someone will answer.
A voice mail and now the mystery-
What to say to this person.
Running out of ideas to kill time.
Standing in the middle of the room.
Moments wait patiently to be grasped,
Yet silently slip through another day.