Real Work

 

July 18, 1992  (I was 47)

 

         Real Work

I am trying to formulate a metaphor

         (when it probably should be discovered)

a metaphor of small rooms and solitary occupations

         (not a metaphor of cells and incarcerations –nothing penal)

a metaphor of security and containment –doctrinaire

a clandestine smoky environment absolutely exclusive

There is pursuit involved that might be obsessive

         (if it were not pursuit of disinterest)

a pursuit too casual to be academic

too peripheral to be intellectual

         (yet time consuming nevertheless)

a pastime more of impression than expression

It is the lazy animal consciousness

of a mammal with a roof over its head.