Millennials

Rhythmic tapping of drops hitting the windshield

‘04’ mustang sheering diesel in a puff 

influenza runs amuck 

moods shift like the gauging of a stick-shift 

call it a ‘messy day’ if you will 

for most this is a nadir 

the gunpowder gray sky

musicals presented by the raindrops 

brisk zephyrs 

two-toned roads

but for writers 

this is the zenith 

the days of clarity 

these are the days of wonderment 

appreciation for the small things in life

the things that have long been forgotten

masqueraded by social media

cellular devices 

blue light emitting machines 

human escapade once was 

the love of the unknown the 

beauty of figuring things out for

oneself 

what happened to us?