Fragile, polycarbonate plastic,
spiraling rings of data embedded within your layers.
Our favorite stories transferred onto shiny discs,
accessible, with quicker adjustment settings.
Your place in time rapidly dissolving
You fill large bins in the middle of superstore aisles,
Buckets of forgotten cinema burying one another,
Until somebody wants to try and push through the top titles
to see if anything good lies beneath the surface.
Remember this? What a deal.
To take you home and play on the old model console
he has hooked up to the tv he keeps in the basement,
his once glorious collection now stacked in the corner,
where he watches B-rated action movies while he works out.