MODERN ERA: I am looking for
an open secret.
FLOPPY DISK: Is there a package
at my door? I have been
calling QVC for company.
MODERN ERA: I will deliver you away
from this loneliness. I will bring you to a
cloud in the sky and you will be always in
my atmosphere. I will think of you
whenever there is weather.
CLOUD CHORUS: We can spend our
mornings restructuring animal kingdoms.
We can show up late to the party
in whatever dress we like. We can eat fish
for breakfast any day of the week.
ANY DAY OF THE WEEK: And twice
on Sunday.
MODERN ERA: This will only cost
a nickel. Like in the old days. So quaint so—
FLOPPY DISK: I have no memory of
those days. I am the
next big thing.
MODERN ERA: Don’t feel bad. I am
very distractible.
CLOUD CHORUS: We are where it’s at.
We are the only begotten. And we take and we
take and we take. We will take you in and hold
you for safekeeping.
INTERNET: “I am large, I contain multitudes.”
MODERN ERA: I like your nail polish and
your liquid crystals.
MOTHERBOARD: You can have it all.