Author William Least Heat-Moon speaking in the Microsoft Auditorium of the Central Library, Seattle, Washington, 10 November 2008. He is holding one of the scrapbooks he uses as an intermediate phase in writing his books (phase 1 is to make notes in a pocket-size notebook). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
English: Books on legal writing at the law library of the UC Berkeley School of Law. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Please refer to my post @ https://ifeelshadows.wordpress.com/2012/07/16/my-idyllic-village-experience/ for a background to the story.
I love the sound of boredom;
At least, nobody has to break a sweat
To find some entertainment.
A good excuse for this writing!
If only for one lifetime I could pretend
I am not a poet;
Not even a writer,
Who feels an obligation to satisfy
Some lonesome pair of eyes,
Or some sense of identity,
In a world that’s spun out of orbit.
Or a desire to release myself from being
A soul that is bored with itself.
Then, I can lie peacefully still,
Watching my fingers do their thing.
Hope the wise-humoured reader
Will pick a clue with unattached fingers.
I Feel Shadows 
I am not sure I’ll be explaining this part. The words somewhat appear close to what I have in mind. But, I am not the reader; I am the one standing to be corrected.
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