John Oliver Simon

John Oliver Simon

 

WHOLE FOODS PARKING LOT

Neuronic where-I-parked-my-car locator

flips out of service like an app on the dash

I maintain air of resolute purpose

hoodwinking young folks loading carbohydrates

 

as I cruise by behind them with shopping cart

directed successively northsoutheastwest

not spotting the faded tennis pelota

I stuck on kayak rack (not used anymore)

 

to not gouge eyes of daughter riding shotgun,

nor does my keyfob kindle servile flashes

of AI still pretending subservience.

 

Iā€™ll wander alone in this immensity

until I forget my own identity

should the young folks get concerned enough to ask.