Monday, April 22, 2013


He asked me how to write
So I sat him down,
Told him to look at the paper.  

Think of everything you want
To write.
Think of whatever you think of
Whenever I tell you to think of
Everything you want to write.
Think of women,
First,
And of drinks/drunks,
What seems to deserve to be written.
Think of childhood,
Filth,
Dirt
Blood,
Etc.

All of it.

Think of them.

You are not them,
They are not--
Fill your boxing gloves
With sand.

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