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I have sharpened twelve different pencils

Tested thirty different pens

Acquired perfect table and a chair


I have chosen carefully a keyboard

Checked its fit and click and feel

Run my hands along the buttons like a map


I have read the many works of others

And the works on works of others

And the works on works on works of them


I have read twelve step instructions

And the thirty step instructions

Outlining numbered hybrids in my head


I have filled the room with candles

Fluffed the pillows on the chair

Stocked the many mugs with coffee, cups with tea


And it’s all a preparation

Superstition or distraction

From the truth that no one ever wants to hear:


The only way to improve the writing


Is writing