missing in action

a computer screen
screaming at me here, sitting, staring, engulfed
has won my life, and yours, too

but there's one thing we all have that they can't.
photos. memories. lives. life. living anything that moves walks breathes feels.
we treat them better than the person sitting next to us on the bus (because, well, we don't know that guy). we hail them as if everything we are is contained on that white orange blue and green screaming screen when really, nothing. is there. nothing. it is light. mixed around and moved quickly so quickly that my cannon can't capture it's moments.
maybe this is just for me. so that i can remind myself. that i'm here for you. and the trees. and my cat. and our interaction. and your smile and your eyes those glass balls placed strategically to appear as ovals. tricky bastards. yeah. not for the tv. or this goddamn phone. or this computer that will soon die and take all of me that i thought was contained within with it.
digitization, my friends, is NOT the answer to our problems. WE are.