passed futures or future's past?
where did all the payphones go?
i saw one yesterday.
i wanted to make a telephone call-
but the payphone ran away.
where did all the cells come from?
i saw one yesterday.
the owner screamed 'hey, where you at?'
and then he was on his way.
what's this mail? this email thing?
i got one yesterday.
this morning i opened my inbox-
and the spam swept me away.
how come letters don't get sent?
they used to make my day.
you'd write and fold and stamp and lick-
and the mailman'd take it away.
how long can this poem go on?
it's getting pretty gay.
getting's just not quite the word-
it started out that way.
where did this inn tar net come from?
it's bigger every day.
it doesn't matter what you're into-
you can find it anyway.
where did all the phone phreaks go?
did the bells chase them away?
who will find the holes in the system-
as they dial numbers and play?
can i stop this from going on?
will it go that way?
what if i can never stop-
and i just--nah. just kidding!! (bang bang)
--cid
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