486 The romance is gone April, 2013

Posted on March 13, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Better life through chemistry has erased the romance from
suicide.
Our knowledge of seratonin, nuro-ephrenephrin,
floating the brain in serenity.
When unstable, take a pill, zanax, perhaps,
not the end of a rope, the passionate leap.
Bouts with depression, a mere expression of chemical lack.
How handy the medicine chest,
the emailed script to Rite-Aid.
A modern miracle.
How safe.
How balanced.
How dull.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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