Jack the beachcomber.
Itís actually the beat poet line at
the unemployment agency.† My portfolio.
Leather, naturally.† Career, you have a career?
I have a vocation.† Career seems sort of applied.
Practical.† Utilitarian.† Not to say moneygrubbing.
Grub Street hack.† Endless lines of beat poets.
competing for that discretionary poetry dollar.
Small comfort afforded by the profession.
How long have you been at this, sir?
40 years.† Have you sold a book yet?
No, not yet.† My boys asked, about my co-workers,
Dad, were those yuppies?† I said, No, son, they were
retreads.† Retired military.† They want another pension.
Those were BX clothes they were wearing.