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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