New blog, shiny, fresh
smells like the inside of your mom’s
new
shiny
fresh
Camry
Excitement abounds
you think that for sure
you will post
ten times a day
seven days a week
365 days a year
(including holidays, because
after all,
reporters don’t get the days off)

Your excitement matches that
of the first time you held
Pokemon in your hand and vowed
you would catch ‘em all

And then the weeks past
blogging topics flutter away
on the Internet breeze

Stats inch up
by a single visitor

Ecstatic, you think,
someone’s reading me!

Cold-hearted reality
the bane of bloggers
sets in
you are the only visitor
to your blog

And then you wonder
is it worth it
do I really care enough about
bedsheets
or iPods
or how my shoes match
to keep this blog up.

Oh, but then
that awful miracle happens
a spike in traffic
a link from that holy grail
of websites
Digg

And you think
maybe
I do care.

(How’s that for the Internet’s worst poetry ever?  :)  Just thought I’d have some fun, since I’ve been slacking on the rest of my entries.  And no, I don’t take such a simplistic view on blogging.)

Posted on December 28th, 2006 by Joy
Filed under: Blogging, Poetry, Uncategorized