Chagrin

I am sitting. 
Living is a process. 
Instructions are hollow. 
Statements leak out. 
Metaphors are triple edged. 
Clichés are the opiate of the crass. 
Dislike is the hell of the sensitive 
                     and idealists.
As being bored (into) 
                sends the body 
                            to wishing. 
And a misspelled day to day 
                               or career 
does not need to go until the end. 
                    A 
              reset 
      remains possible.