Development, they called it, as
They pushed the switch, and
Electricity surged through
Wire veins that linked those
Who were the architects of
Tomorrow to the destruction
Of yesterday, silver halide
No match for megapixels.
A titan of film collapsed in a
Spectacle of dust and rubble,
Captured for the world in
Highest resolution digital,
And the billion memories
That adorn albums and walls
Became, in that instance of
Light and heat and atoms,
Image ghosts to haunt our
Afternoons with friends and
Family, a faintly eerie reminder
Of days gone by that, like
The spirits that stole souls
Before Eastman Kodak,
Will fade away, leaving just
The negatives of progress.
12th August 2015
A/N: Inspired by footage of the destruction of Eastman Kodak's Building 53, Eastman Business Park, Rochester, New York on 18th July 2015.
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