Occupation

I work at night
Stacking the shelves
I like it
Replenishing
Alone
At the helm
Knowing what I know
I could put things
Right
Because their plans are
Awry and
Awkward
Belligerently inelegant
Sometimes I take the step ladder
And climb to stand
Epicentre
Imagining I could
Swallow the whole unholy
Mess
And regurgitate it
Neatly
The way it should be
I'd like that
Everyone would like that
To start I wouldn’t have the
Canned fruit on aisle 4 I would
Uproot
The vegetables and
Move
Them across the store
The soft drinks and cereals
Do not belong together
They need to be
Segregated
Bring in the pet food
And household goods
Use them as a
Buffer
Toiletries and fashion goods
Do not belong here
These I would
Exile
Along with electricals
Harmonise what I see as
Chaos
I’d like that
Everyone would like that