Go to Tibet.
Ride a camel.
Read the Bible.
Dye your shoes blue.
Grow a Beard.
Circle the world in a paper canoe.
Subscribe to “The Saturday Evening Post.”
Chew on the left side of your mouth only.
Marry a woman with one leg and shave with a straight razor.
And carve your name in her arm.
 
Brush your teeth with gasoline.
Sleep all day and climb trees at night.
Be a monk and drink buckshot and beer.
Hold your head under water and play the violin.
Do a belly dance before pink candles.
Kill your dog.
Run for Mayor.
Live in a barrel.
Break your head with a hatchet.
Plant tulips in the rain.
 
But don’t write poetry.

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Mercedes Dembo
over 1 year

I like what you wrote: I like to think that every poet is capable of going AROUND THE WORLD IN A PAPER BOAT AND BE WILLING TO TELL ..

no matter how distasteful poetry is we me go

Un simple Poeta
over 1 year

What?

I never will kill me dog, I don`t like that part.

Lina Marie Rojas
almost 2 years

I would like to do some things that u wrote.❤

Duce
almost 2 years

Hmm

-Duce

Robert L. Martin
almost 2 years

It seems that that particuliar life would be the makings of a fine poet.

Karla Hart
almost 2 years

Yeah buddy!

Thomas Milianes
almost 2 years

The ending though haha

Parker Jennings
over 2 years

As are most of Bukowski's poems

anamasonzu8
over 3 years

Very unusual

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