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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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