The Sound of Silence
Hello blogging, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because Wordpress softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the version that was planted in my brain
2.5 remains
Within the sound of silence.
6:60PM BloggingThat is down.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Database of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That backup right
And touched the sound of silence.
7:23 in desperation, called brother
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, tech support.
People blogging without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.
7:31 called Godaddy
Fools said I, you do not know
Blogging like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
7:45 realized I shot self in foot
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In that BloggingThat was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.
8:30 BloggingThat is back minus a few posts
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