Being Millennial For Just One Day

Stop the world, I’ve cut my finger

I tried to dial the hospital

But my phone battery died today

The world has cut me off

In my time of dying

I’m afraid to leave my safe space

Because of all the fake news

Cover my ears so I cannot hear

Hurtful words are everywhere

Your free speech offends me

So do your icky assault guns

I do what my professor says to do

Thinking for myself is unnecessary

I’d rather surf online and chat

Every time I don’t get my way

I call the newspapers and post online 

Someone needs to change the rules

I didn’t make the cheering squad

But I got a participation ribbon

And a selfie in their uniform

My closet is full of empty suits

Dresses that aren’t my size

Stockings and flannel shirts

My gender changes every day

Who I sleep with changes too

My tattoos have stayed the same

And the giant holes in my earlobes

My attention span is short

But at least I pay attention, usually

If you are speaking just like me

Otherwise I’ll shout you down

Me and my masked friends will

Because we never accept losing 

It was arranged they told us

But something went wrong 

My finger is bleeding bright red

I’d type my last Will but it hurts

And I’d get blood on my phone

But it’s still charging, I think

I don’t know basic first aid

Or how to change a flat tire

But I have a microwave oven

Can you spare a pain killer?

Opioids are so easy to get

And they help me when I’m alone

In my safe space, avoiding others

I have Wi-Fi so it’s fine

Text me…

 

 

R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all.I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed.I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another.I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me.I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

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