Dogs 2010

WORKING REALITY
(7/19/10)


I waver
in and out
of this world
in front
of a computer
screen

my objectivity
my livelihood
is there
for 50
55
60 hours
a week

my subjectivity
my alter ego
for interpreting
all that exists
concurrently
cohabits
the same
liquid crystal
display

my cleaved
consciousness
cannot help
but comingle
both visually
and mentally

most days
the difference
between
the two
is not
well defined

a visit
an email
a phone call
from a customer
advertiser
or interested
virtual passerby
may interrupt
a line
a stanza
an entire poem
changing it
irrevocably

for better
or worse
who's to say

of course
the reverse
is also true

something
I write
may change
the manner
in which I react
to a job matter
infusing bile
humor
or twisted viewpoints
where none
would have existed
otherwise

a strange
balance
to level

I do know
that
at the end
of the day
I walk out
of the office
and leave both
fused facets
behind

outside
I am fairly
free
of desktops
laptops
and PDAs

I neither
work
nor write
but attempt
in my own
meager way
to simply
live

life fuels
the other
fantasies