Literature
You must restart your computer
I thrive on routines:
alarms and lists and average means.
I often feel I am a shell.
Just made of tiny solar cells.
Composed of merely matrix code,
capable of only single modes:
neutral, glad, or self-demeaning,
Overloading and blue-screening.
I am refurbished, new; upgraded,
but old software leaves me feeling jaded.
Complex things I must compute
Come get me, user, press reboot!