11.23.14
I don't remember how to write.
The room is cold, cold
enough that my knees have stiffened and stuck.
What should I do? First,
turn the heat on.
Then wait for something very
terrible to happen.
Write about that.
And what if there is nothing
terrible?
Touch wood.
Why? Wood burns hot.
And for good luck,
so that nothing terrible happens.
And what if there is no wood?
Words are made of wood.
Touch words.
But nothing terrible has happened.
There are no words!
Exactly. You have to wait for something
terrible to happen.
There's nothing. You don't remember
how to write. Jesus, how terrible
do you want?
