Prison,
School,
Cubicle,
Assembly line,
Whatever,
The institutionalized boredom
Saps all caring from an individual
Leaving them a tapped out breast
Expressing toxic milk.

Not sure what that means
Because I’ve been teaching about stuff
We were supposed to have learned
Already.
My attitude dragging,
My will fading,
My belief that I mean anything to my job
So distant that the Hubble couldn’t find it.

Boredom.