Day 17 #NaPoWriMo



Our prompt for the day (optional, as always), asks you to move backwards in time away from such modern contrivances as podcasts. Today, I challenge you to write a poem that features forgotten technology. Maybe it’s a VCR, or a rotary phone. A cassette player or even a radio. If you’re looking for a potential example, check out this poem by Adam Clay, which takes its central metaphor from something that used to stoke fear in the hearts of kids typing term papers, or just trying to play a game of Oregon Trail.

Bic Conspiracy

17 April 20 2233

Have you looked at your car

I mean really looked at it

The ac adapter used to be a cigarette lighter

The change box was an ashtray

Back in the days when you smoked

You never needed a disposable lighter

You always had fire within reach

You never flicked butts out the window

You emptied the tray once a week

There was usually an ashtray for the back seats as well

Now, most people never wonder why the cars are set up this way

Most people dont smoke

But when they need to light a candle or fireworks

The smokers pull out their calling cards

But why, well Bic wanted to make more

So they cut a deal with the government and the car makers

And now we have cheap ass lighters all around

Butts being tossed on the ground

The shareholders love their returns

Uncle Sam likes the bribes and the tax returns

Before you hook up your phone to be charged

Or ask for Freebird from your favorite band

Realize it’s all been a plan

Now dont you wonder what else has been changed from under your nose

Like a moon landing

Or one shooter in Dallas

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