Dogs 2014

DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?
(7/9/14)


I look
at the work
in front
of me

I understand
it

I like
it

I perform
it
with a passion

I realize
how it fits
rather minutely
into the grander
scheme
of society

and if deep
down
I believe
that civilization
is some sort
of historical
scam

how does
that philosophy
minimize
my efforts?

I have
ipso facto
vilified
my vocation

defined my employ
as complicit
participation
in the Great Lie

still
I show up
every morning
at seven

grind
away
for ten
or eleven hours

and usually
feel
some slight sense
of accomplishment
at the end
of the day

but while
I sit
in my car
at 6 pm
on a Friday

I do know
as the sun
burns
toward its ultimate
demise

that in reality
my labor
is for naught

~

if I knew
what I
was doing

I wouldn't
be here