melba toast

there comes

a point, when you reach an age

where

you look at the world

and think,

what the hell's

going on here.

everything has changed.

i'm sure every generation

has thought

the same,

with each new invention,

each new

way of cloths,

of styles. of slang,

of music.

i'm still mourning the loss

of the milkman,

black and white

tv,

and melba toast.