millienial

light coming in
Beatles tunes, my own revolution
a beautiful day, a copy of Milton to praise
I wait for a stream to start
at which to gaze
a minimum haze, covered
by a 60s feeling
staring at the tv
I lived in a cul de sac
ed edd n eddy style

now I'm here
bookended by bliss
enjoying my books
at which I glimpse
I take my Ritalin
as I observe Dickens, Austen, Joyce, and
Eliot
I take a shower
give my hair a rinse
and think about Shakespeare

I feel I should wander out
go about the town
smiling
as if to set more smiles to form
and begin
but I'll stay here with the darkness
and then again the next day
when
the light comes in