An unknown writer shares a poem online
in hopes this might get him recognized
for the genius he knows he is, but,
like a raindrop into the ocean,
it disappears instantly,
only known to those that watched it
fall.
Is it so bad to have no audience?
Can poetry be only for the poet,
or is there a reason they write them
down?
No one to please (or disappoint),
an unknown writer is free to be bad,
free to write only what he wants to.
But he shares it to feel heard,
chasing the Internet's spotlight,
so that his work might be important.
Is it hubris or desperation?
Talking just to talk
or talking to be understood?
Why does the rain fall on the ocean
if not to be consumed by it?
-Zero
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