This is from 1972, vol. 1, no. 1 of Bachy, a perfect bound mag/book put out by Papa Bach bookstore in Los Angeles. Bachy was short lived, and this poem has not been published anywhere else. Measurements From the Creation Coffin: the ability to suffer and endure - that's nobility, friend - the ability to suffer and endure for an idea, a feeling, a way - the ability to suffer and endure that's art, my friend - the ability to suffer and endure when a love ends - that's hell, old friend... nobility, art and hell, let's talk about art a while: promulgation of my attitudes like stilts walking centuries beeswax for brains destiny is my crippled daughter look here, it's difficult me against them with them Kafka let me in Hemingway beware Hegel you're funny Cervantes you mean you wrote that novel at the age of 80? writers are indecent people they live unfairly saving the main part for paper jesus christ would have been a duller writer than Theodore Dreiser jesus christ would have been a very lousy writer the beard and hair fit but he was too good at conversations and miracles a good human being may save the world so the bastards can keep creating art if you read this after I am long dead it means I made it and it's your turn now to misuse your wife abuse your children love thyself live off the funds of others dislike all art created before and during your time, and dislike or even hate humanity singly or en mass bastard, if you read this after I am long dead shove me out of here. I probably wasn't that good.