Life is a la carte

“Have you noticed everything in life is à la carte?
Computers and software once sold as one; you pay more now for the same fun.
Airplane rides were once a trip; now you pay to take a sip.
You pay to take your luggage; that makes you so sluggish.
A house used to be complete; now you don’t know where to eat.
A car was once a basic black; now it doesn’t have a jack.
Even a burial comes in segments; with or without the testaments.
A plot will cost a lot; even much more from a scenic spot.
A marker will set the scene; something smart and not obscene.
At this point you do not care; who is sitting in the mourning chair.”

–Richard Milleville

A la carte

“Is love à la carte; flying start, counterpart?
Is it a plastic art; poles apart?
It could be far apart, for a bleeding heart.
Can we have a heart-to-heart; and not be pushed over the apple cart?
I will go to the mini-mart before I fall apart; to meet my counterpart with an open-heart.”

–Richard Milleville