artistic selfishness, yes, I have it–

what’s genius?
I don’t know
but I do know that
the difference between a madman and a
professional is
that
a pro does as well as he can within what
he must
and a madman
does exceptionally well at what
he can’t help
doing (how come you never had a
venerial disease?)   (because
I’ve been so busy changing
typewriter ribbons)
in a temple swathed in red puke of
moaning
my toilet drips useless
nouns

now looking
into this unshaded lightbulb
at 10:37 p.m. on a Monday night
thinking
tiny names
like
Brecht
Guy De Moss
Patchen

Bukowski