There’s something unseemly
About my new day job
Doing precisely
What it is
I most
Want and
Believe
By which I mean to say
In order to succeed
As a post-modernist poet
I must always
Remember
That many things
Including words
Are never quite
What they seem
Thus departing
From the world
Of mere appearance
And no matter the origin
I must cleave the root and
Try to find new meaning
Unseemly though it may be
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