Post by Steve on Nov 19, 2007 12:36:26 GMT -5
VIZ: WRITER
think
pen and pad
or
living magnet and
metal Coronet typewriter
both as
parasites
thriving
on each other's handicap.
one insecure socially inept
second paralyzed and lazy.
believe—
writers aren't manufactured
in steel structures clad in cement
nor primary clicks and fads
but on the nose of the
stray wandering the
sleeping hours in mid February
as a flea
in perfect
parasitic
style.
practice—
when the echoes of the
typewriter tire
get drunk
then fucked
think if you're too
sorry
for this woman to love you
or watch her grow
sorry
herself for ever had loving… … … … … …you
and this
will
happen
one warm
crude oil night
and will spark a fire
that will melt the
stars
from your eyes
forever.
just climb
back on the
hound
and think
pen and pad
as you listensee
to hear the echoes
until you
get drunk
then fucked.