My monitor is frozen In late four-something sun That cuts through icy patterns Another day's begun Recalling all my losses While trying to ignore The theme that keeps repeating From Call of Duty 4 I tap-tap off the volume And stare out at the road Where cars and snowploughs scroll by A broken line of code From some embedded program That executes our town The river and the co-op This house that's falling down So tape over my window With dark green garbage bags Enclose my name in brackets Make HTML tags To start and end forever Above the wheezy breath Of cooling fans and hard-drives Beyond the screens of death