glued

glued to the screen, yeah,
you know what I mean.

outside the sun dances all along the horizon,
but that doesn't touch me.

inside my face flickers, two-step in time with the tiniest pixels,
flushing and pulsing,
washing me with eery palest light.

inside I slowly
wither and die,
get old and dry,
and my back slips out, shoulder droop
to where they shouldn't go.

outside things go on, life carries along,
people love and hate and dance and sing and cry and get
frustrated,
anguished,
pained!

but,
inside I am at one
with the gentle constant hum,
glued to the screen,
you know what I mean,
slowly dying in the unearthly zombie silence.