A time machine
Bright orange Surrounding throughout.
Lens like crystal, an oval long.
Shimmering plastic in the sun.
A small simple device.
Designed to capture memories.
Taking them away from history.
Putting them in the future.
Keeping them forever.
With a simple click
The screen goes blank.
A bright bright white.
The Crystal produces a flash.
That cuts into Life
Blinding eyes
Producing light.
A noise goes off
A muffled screech of a baby
The pixels turn color
Project the history
to your futuristik eyes
Now you look at the screen
A time machine
Go back into the future
Back into that moment
But you turn your eyes away
Suddenly you're back
This is a Time machine
Believe it or not
That you own.
