pandora's box

as I lie on the floor
with a flashlight
trying to read
off the numbers on my router
and the password
I think back dreamily
of buying 45 records
and placing them on the turntable.
dropping the needle
and hearing the tin
scratch of music
coming out of the hinged
speaker.
but it's come to this now.
hooking up
to the cloud, or sky, or
someplace I have no clue
as to where it might be.
it's a place where everything
exists.
I just need to download
one more app,
connect the speaker,
turn on the phone,
plug in the computer,
pray and then it's frank
and elvis, dean
and nat.