Hello’s are comfortable
In a world where awkward is
dreaded, avoided desperately

Goodbye’s are imminent.
The closure concept
never fails satisfaction

When will the colloquialisms
universally celebrated,
contradict the least sought
after desires of humanity?

Our relationships are divided
by stoppages in play.
With swift waves of hands
of fingers,
compartmentalizing nothing,
on a cluttered desk.
Where was my hello?