For Your Consideration

Maybe I’m just bad at this but nobody wants to be the one to burst my bubble fearing they’ll hurt my feelings though that’s never stopped anyone before After all I’ve failed at almost everything I’ve ever attempted for the last forty years Perhaps I was pretentious to think that any thoughts I might conceive relating to the world as I perceive it would be of any interest to someone like you or to people stuck like glue in front of screens Poetry is passé today obsolete as fax machines and landline phones out of fashion like flannel shirts, shopping malls and garden gnomes