Has anybody noticed
that it takes the makings
of a Nobel composition
to just maybe get one
comment out of any-
one on what you wrote?
We pour our little hearts out
to... to whom exactly? Oh! That's
right..to each other.
But everyone's so caught
up in blogeting
that not one of us has
time to tell the other,
"What you wrote was Thought
provoking... Clever... Tender
...Quite arousing... Just a little
bit amusing..." No.
We're all submitting our
own entries to the
Blogitition.
Certainly can't give the other
guy a psychological advantage
(or a few more readers,
God forbid!)
So let that buttjoke keep
on sending updates that we're
5 degrees from Brad, and
we'll pretend acknowledgment
of one another isn't one
degree of human decency.
We'll write, we'll read, and definitely
we'll blogete as if someday your page or
mine will win
the Blogitition.
Hey, Trace... there is a word hacker's use called Bogon, based on Bogus (which I think was made up from slang) meaning not genuine or spurious. So, for a program to be bogon-free, would mean it works. Now, since I am not a hacker or a student of Quantum Bogodynamics, it is only conjecture on my part to suggest that your poem is bogon-free. Writing is a solitary endeavor. Like reading. Except in Kindergarten. It is nice to think that something we write will be read by someone and maybe it will ignite a thought or provide some light for them on their journey or just piss them off or maybe elicit no response at all because underneath they are really Rutabagas. Does anybody really know what time it is? I must write. I don't have a choice. I have tried to stop but can't. Is there a patch or gum for this? Will hypnosis work?
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