{"id":73290,"date":"2020-06-28T01:16:53","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T05:16:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73290"},"modified":"2020-06-28T01:19:16","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T05:19:16","slug":"obsolete-hour-18","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/obsolete-hour-18\/","title":{"rendered":"Obsolete-Hour 17"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The cassette tapes<\/p>\n<p>Were talking to the CD&#8217;s<\/p>\n<p>Seems they never get touched anymore<\/p>\n<p>Ignored<\/p>\n<p>Placed on a shelf<\/p>\n<p>While the digital music replaces them<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The albums are long gone<\/p>\n<p>Victim to one too many moves<\/p>\n<p>They all wondered where they were now<\/p>\n<p>In a landfill perhaps<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The cassettes lamented how they loved to be wound and rewound<\/p>\n<p>How they were soothed when a pencil saved them from certain doom<\/p>\n<p>The CD&#8217;s in their high and mighty way<\/p>\n<p>Talked about how they missed doing the shuffle on a Saturday night<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>They shared grand stories of giant stereo systems<\/p>\n<p>With AM\/FM radios<\/p>\n<p>Speakers that took half a room<\/p>\n<p>How their music pounded the walls<\/p>\n<p>Until the neighbors complained<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;That was rock and roll,&#8221; the cassettes sang<\/p>\n<p>&#8221; Those were the good old days,&#8221; sang the CD&#8217;s<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>They looked at one another<\/p>\n<p>Longing for the olden days<\/p>\n<p>They stared at the MP3 player gathering dust<\/p>\n<p>&#8221; It&#8217;s all in their phones now,&#8221; it said.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We have been sold out by microchips and convenience.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>They all sighed<\/p>\n<p>Wondering if they would end up<\/p>\n<p>In a second hand store,<\/p>\n<p>In the garbage<\/p>\n<p>Or left on a shelf forgotten<\/p>\n<p>The future looked bleak for them all<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The cassette tapes Were talking to the CD&#8217;s Seems they never get touched anymore Ignored Placed on a shelf While the digital music replaces them &nbsp; The albums are long gone Victim to one too many moves They all wondered where they were now In&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-73290","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73290","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73290"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73290\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":73447,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73290\/revisions\/73447"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73290"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73290"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73290"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}