Like a Monolith it rises from the mohagany of my withered desk. Top heavy, the weak frame leans, succumbing to the massive implications of that kind of contrast ratio.

glowering at me it judges.

The surface blacker than a shark's eye ball that you want to poke.

with no macintosh g5 to power it, it sits. Waiting. a gorgoyle of artistic potential. If only it had an Nvidia Geforce duper super ddl electron colour screw.

All 30 inches of it.

gluttony.


Perched. waiting for my pixel fuck.