Don't remember what It was Or used to be Before it was renewed into Modern technology A kitschy site for Poets A haven for wanna-be's Like a Cedar Tavern In a green wish village Online Friendships made And loves were lost But, cozy, And now dark and hollow. What other place but Here could you **** Into an ashtray? Or get drunk With travelers Blind poets And masked intruders We could agree To disagree Because it was Mostly family We adopted We became accepted First time in our lives, For many, Now all those faces so familiar Are replaced on the wall With just ---- Dashes No names at all, I recall them. But here, Now into a metropolis Where strangers hang out close Packed but alone, With young names Lots of Faith's and Hope's, Alexander's and Popes, Edgar would turn over, Young faces Xbox accomplishments As their praises, And the skyscrapers of progress Block all light from the Sun. And you can howl All you want Never to be heard And the bar Itself Torn into pieces Is in storage I've heard Someplace inside The backroom Of the CVS pharmacy There now