The Hero Of The Stock Rotation Poem by Raj Dronamraju

Lay down in victory among the unpriced cans
The remaining load of living purchase, tagging gun unholstered
What was bought despite the will of the consumer
Working in the supermarket to keep the shelves full and updated

Bad unpacking of precious produce
Rotating the yogurt, make sure the container lines are straight
The hero of the grocery looks through the pockets of his apron for a box cutter
He can't break the plastic straps with his bare hands

Dress up like visiting Antarctica
We don't want to eat the sled dogs
Layers of clothing to unpack the shipment of frozen goods in the freezer itself
Outside is the buoyant heat of July, Inside we pretend we are on an expedition with Amundsen

Sympathy in soul with goods not purchased and subject to expiration death sentences
Too much or not good enough, they sprawl in wasted wanting
The hero acts in behalf of the gorged consumer
The trance of excess causes them to know nothing but excess