Caution to Amazon Prime Members

The man in the office is turning clocks

and eating numbers. Zombie apocalypse

started on the executive floor. Now cash 

register fingertips will devour the retirement

fund stashed under the prefrontal cortex. 

The man in the office says this is the life,

but some are unconvinced they were born

to do much more than lick sunshine

and drink from the canyons of each other; 

while others climb, they play in the valley.

Growing crops in the silt the flood gifted

before it ran away on all fours. Before 

its wink shimmered more daringly than 

anything else the man in the office could buy.