The hopes and dreams of fantasy realms
Full of un-potential
Snake skin remnants of working lives
Now just sharp edges and dirt
Dead computers; totems of a different age.
Relics of an hour ago
Forgotten exuberance transferred like data
Rehomed, like the homeless
Value only in magic
The house lights glare of “time to go home.”
Heavy metals, plastic, and silicon
Toxic in death, like in life
Dead end portals
Awash with loss and age
Lives approximated and abandoned
The saddest of detritus
The once prized, now less than forgotten
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