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The cursor --
floating on my screen --
waits patiently for me.
On and off;
hinting at a need to focus.
like a metronome--
counting off the seconds of inactivity.
Flashing, like a blinker
signaling driver inattention
For twenty seven turnpike miles.
like a loyal pet,
anticipating his owner’s command.
It is also the touch-point
Between a thousand engineers and programmers
Precision disks spin thousands of times a minute
storing trillions of points of data
and millions of transistors
operate billions of times each second,
while reams eloquent logical instruction
coordinate the circuits and electrons
into an omnipotent assistant.
The entire apparatus
stands ready; humming softly
dutifully executing its only current task: flashing the cursor.
My writing will appear
in an appropriate font and style
with helpful analysis for correctness
But right now
there are no words
to display or process
last week on the news
they said worker productivity was up.
I guess they were talking about someone else.