Modern times, textures so plain,
you clung to ages past in vain,
new advances uncomfortable to digest by your vision,
making graphics of old your digital prison,
"if only" you cry,
the look of today could compare in any way,
to the pixels and polygons of old, these are the nuances long been disolved.
for the graphical design of today, looks cheap and cluttered and fake in every way.

It's more than plain nostalgia, more the feeling of something taken away, heart, soul?
who cares anyway?

#poem