I Should Pave My Front Yard

I walk across the alley
and begin explaining
The Singularity
to my neighbor

he invites me to a dinner party
someone there
tries to sell me a computer

I take it home
and put it on my lawn

I cover it in trash

and wait

Later,
a tree grows from it

I spend the day
carving oars
from its limbs

I spend the next
coating them in
aluminium

I let them rust
I hide them in a basement

I disconnect my phone

Im at work
watching goods
fill buildings

helping transactions
empty them