Corporate Redesign (Wind Upsizing)
- Corporate Redesign (Wind Upsizing)
All wakefulness is sleep deprivation.
My friends, those fuck-ups,who can't hold jobs for long(much less contribute to the global economy)are rightsizing their brainsto fit the tiny corporate craniums of tomorrowwhen we'll all have to learn to think like entrepreneurs,not poets—those independent consultantswho only consult themselves.
Is the wind carrying the city to its final destinations?
The wind is leaving a message on the city's voicemail—an icy murmur of subzero temperatures.Please enter your code at the beep.Your mailbox is full of cold noises.Empty your message box of winter.
There is an important meeting in Conference Room Awith client Night and freelancer Moon,who works on an irregular schedule,without sick days or health insurance.Fire the moon into the sun.
The wind is speed-dialing all messages;faxing snow and myriad insomnias [End Page 23] to women who sit by office windowswaiting for the sky to process twilight,
for the wind to carry them awaybeyond the moon's bright screensaver—to blow away all historyinto the Downtime:
when all days are casual Fridaysspent in Neolithic sleep,where we wake in the half-lightto drift again through dreams' caves,
when the third alternative can be bornindependent of the two—and the wind will outsource us back intosleep's global marketplace. [End Page 24]
Lorraine Schein is a New York poet and writer. Her poetry and stories have appeared recently in Melusine, Gargoyle, Home Planet News, and the Mother Tongue Press We'Moon calendar. Her poetry chapbook, The Futurist's Mistress (2006), is available from Mayapple Press. She is currently unemployed and working on a graphic novel.
