Everyday Fears: Having Nothing Interesting to Say

And now the blogger’s terror:
To have nothing left to say
That anyone would want to read,
Or ought to, anyway

Or fear you might have passed that point
A dozen posts ago:
For boring people always seem
To be the last
To know

[Note – for those who don’t recognize such things, the silver-black item on the left of the photo is what was once called a “landline” telephone. – Owen]

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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