we might have done more
than invent a new way to push pixels
minds attached to glowing screens
trillions of neurons making sense of shimmering squares of color
spinning bits into personalities
real and imagined
my screen shows me the world I wish to see
and through it, I am as I pretend
100,000 million human beings have walked on Earth
9 out of every ten of them are dead
and though I cannot make a hand axe
or track a wounded deer
I have a device that always knows which song should come next
and soon
I will never need to leave
