In the age of social distancing, some traditional ways of greeting one another have fallen to the wayside. That was the inspiration for this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
The Death Of The Handshake
Are you a clammy?
Are you crushing?
Are you limp?
Are you quick?
Doesn’t matter!
Any more!
our sharing
and splicing
and squeezing
of digits
is now old
gross
no more!
so rejoice in your jazz hands
celebrate your fist bumps
revel in your spirit fingers,
enjoy the new moment
of significant
waving
because your clamming,
crushing
limp
display
is no longer judged
no longer welcome
it is finally
a new
(Muppet arms)
day!