The clicks of the computer mouse cut through what could be silence.
The regular clatter of the keyboard seems someone’s whisper.
The aluminum of the computer case, so close to the fingertips, could be human.
The fluorescent glow of the matrix almost like a glow of a gaze.
The eye of the camera – all-seeing and blind.
The truth that must be pixel bustle.
Order in folders – a settled life.
Welcome screen is not a window view.
It’s an invitation
to the world of devices that never sleep.