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About This Poem
ODE TO A DIAPHRAGM
WHERE HAVE ALL THE OLD DIAPHRAGMS GONE
THEY ONCE WERE THE THING
IN THEIR FAUX PEARL CASE
LIKE A JACK IN THE BOX
WHEN THEY POP OPEN IN SPACE
HAVE THEY BEEN BURNED OUT FROM USE
OR HAVE THEY JUST DISAPPEARED
WITHOUT ANY TRACE
BECAUSE OF THE PILL
WHICH IS MUCH EASIER TO FACE
OR HAVE THEY BEEN BURIED IN THE GROUND
WITH THEIR LOVED ONES OF OLD
BECAUSE THERE IS ONE THING FOR SURE
THERE IS NO MARKET FOR THEM
AND
THEY ARE NEVER RESOLD
OR HAVE THE FEW REMAINING ONES FOUND
BEEN PRESERVED IN MUSEUMS
ALONG WITH ANTIQUATED TORTURE AND
WAR MACHINES
ALL OBSOLETE MEMORABILIA
AND REMINDERS OF A CULTURE PAST
THAT WILL NEVER RETURN-
FOR TODAY CULTURES CHANGE FAST
AND THINGS BORN OF TECHNOLOGY
NEVER OUTLAST
GOODBYE THE NINETEEN SEVENTIES
GOODBYE FLOWER POWER
GOODBYE INNOCENCE
GOODBYE PAST CULTURE AND TECHNOLOGY
AND
GOODBYE COLUMBUS
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