i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

i blog because i have something to say.

but in the real world,

nobody's listening.

not to me.

i am shot down by their experience

shot down by their age.

shot down by their lack of interest.

because what i have to say,

is really not that life-changing.

but why is it

that having something to say

is not enough

to get someone to listen?