The Telex Machine Poem by Christopher Tye

The Telex Machine



The Telex Machine

The Telex machine sits quietly forgotten in the corner,
Elapsed by the fax machine and then e-mail,
Long forgotten by all but us oldies,
Excluded to the vaults of museums,
Xylonite shared your fate with the public consonance.

By Christopher Tye

Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,technology
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 20 July 2016

Quietly forgotten! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Christopher Tye

Christopher Tye

Lincolnshire, England
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