If you keep your writing in the sock drawer, readers don’t matter.
Perhaps you write for your own eternal pleasure or are too shy
to show your stanzas to the public. Whatever the reason, one thing
is for sure: you haven’t yet been exposed to the silver coin of likes.
But once you step out into the world and taste someone’s hand
pressing that wicked button, everything changes.
No problem if it’s a genuine poetry lover without baggage of their own.
If not, more often than not, you are expected to reciprocate the gesture,
and if you don’t, they are soon gone for ever. Then you know,
they are not readers—they are addiction partners.
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