Maricopia

It's one-sixteen out

the cars are starting to melt

people walk into the supermarket

AC takes you down by a power of ten

there's nothing to be said about

the wealth of goods on the shelf

hunter gatherers  couldn't imagine how

four corners of the world could get so bent

coffee from Colombia 

beef from Japan

paper towel from the Amazon 

corn from the heartland 

all go into the cart

of people very well-fed

living inside of luxury boxes

behind iron fences

I get their animal natures 

I see how they're scared

making political choices from 

reptile parts of their brains