Ode to the first Reader

 

Uploading my new work....
At the Deep Underground Poetry....
It makes me feel like a jerk....
Least important person in the world....
Just spamming internet and wasting everyones time with....
a Write, that is as useless, as its author....
Prehaps it's myth....
A way the number zero just forces me to feel....
But then the number changes....
God begins to dance in rain....
Single number despair for hope exchanges....
Damn, that makes me just feel like....
There is something i should do....
"Comment" no! write the whole poem! and two words as a gift!
"Thank You"