Just A Thought to Ponder
Collecting friends for the sheer numbers of it,
means nothing online
popularity rhymes with hilarity
entering contests and having no one leave
any sort of comment to me,
is very suspect...
can you survive criticism,
without friends pumping up your inflatable ego?
or associates leaving vaporous comments behind,
as if the feedback
somehow elevates one above the pack?
Just a thought to ponder...
no doubt you will skim over this,
seeing just another rant,
a written rage going undiscovered
well, tough shit
there is more where this came from
mathiasthom
written 3/6/09
prompt: To The Whore Who Took My Poems, by Charles Bukowski
means nothing online
popularity rhymes with hilarity
entering contests and having no one leave
any sort of comment to me,
is very suspect...
can you survive criticism,
without friends pumping up your inflatable ego?
or associates leaving vaporous comments behind,
as if the feedback
somehow elevates one above the pack?
Just a thought to ponder...
no doubt you will skim over this,
seeing just another rant,
a written rage going undiscovered
well, tough shit
there is more where this came from
mathiasthom
written 3/6/09
prompt: To The Whore Who Took My Poems, by Charles Bukowski
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