Simple Exchanges – a poem

How bare and sere seem these exchanges

That otherwise are rich, full and substantial

To others, the beholder owner of beauty

That appears strengthened by more in

Being of the same or similar opinions.


Pale shadows of chats and communication

Hollowly dry as nuclear dust spread on dank

Stones by social explosions themselves unseen

Yet with their results clear for all and sundry

To wonder thereat and over, half-life wreckage.



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