As I devolve from marsupial to rodent
Will my teeth grow sharper?
Will I develop a taste for cardboard?
Will the world seem bigger to me?

Do I want to be rated by a conservative Darwin
Who leaves off 1 and 2 so 3 can be first?
As the watch list grows and tags accrue
Shall I live for the abridged measure from the bear?

As I work my way back to amoebic nothing
Should I continue to straighten my DNA
By blogging to an ever increasing dearth?
Shall hits ever measure the value of my words?

Being outraged does not brighten my days.
Being judged does not inform me.
Being attacked only reveals someone sharing.
Being found unprofound, well, that's life's malaise.

But being ignored speaks volumes with silence.
Connection to absence robs meaning from both.
Why should a tree bother falling when nobody's to hear?
Why should a blog ping the void?

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