i look up at the screen
the glowing phosphor illuminates my face
countless hours spent here
the display blinks
the fans blow warm air onto me
what can i do today?
the display blinks, waiting for my command.
i send my message.
a tool for me and you.
the years pass
the beige box replaced with flat black
the warm glow replaced
with the harsh light of liquid crystal
i look down at the screen
im still here
notification after notification
what does it need me for today?
the speakers blare, you need to act.
it sends its' message
a product; me and you.