Chuck Clenney
Photo: carbonnyc
Sunday Morning, I find myself
Reading old love letters
Reminiscing of how my hands
Remember how your body felt.
Where did our love go?
Why did it fade?
How did we come
To feel this way?
Did constant consumption take the place of
Primary relationships?
The ghost of passions
Pass through my atoms.
The electricity of sadness
Manifests.
Is it worth it to get to know
People before you leave?
“There are so many fascinating people
In the world, and I am a busy person”
Peace can only be reached
Through communication and cooperation.
Life is a series of
Hello-I love you-goodbyes.
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