An ode to the Honda Odessey

I look out my window
and all I can see
Is the cages we live in,
you and me.
Don't worry children,
just get a job
suburban cookie-cutter houses
and a walmart close
so you don't need to go afar.
Dirty lady magazines
is so 90's,
let's look at our Better Home & Living.

I should be the one to complain,
my former existentialist questions of:
Who am I?
What am I doing?
Where am I going?
Silenced by the oh so important:
What's on TV tonite?
Is there Wi-Fi here?

Is there even a fighting on my behalf?
Or am I guilty of intellectualizing my apathy
by calling it "Nihilism"
Justifying my indifference
because the ones around me don't care.

So I am sorry friends of old
I do not read those biographies anymore,
But I can tell you all
what Nordstrom has prepared for us...
for next fall.