NaPoWriMo 2019: day two

the sun set
over mesa
and palms
while SUVs
drove furiously
into parking
lots, waiting
for the spot
they knew
would open
itself up
for them.
they believe
they had
been given
this everything,
as the sun
set, beauty
they ignored
cut off
in their

usually when you point out how gorgeous the sunset is, people will stop and look with you, for a moment or two. that wasn't the case last night, as I marveled at the gorgeous clouds over the lit up palm trees and no one looked up, hurrying on their way to or from dinner. time was more important than beauty. it made me sad. and also a little angry.

I mostly got over writing these types of poems when I was in my twenties, but I guess sometimes a good "ugh! entitled people!" poem needs to come out.