Get to the real stuff

When there is nothing to write
Don't
When there is
When it pours out your skin
From underneath your fingernails
bursting
out and in each droplet of blood
is a thousand blood soaked pages
When it is the depth of your soul from top to bottom
Write like there is no end to the moment
you are in
From which time stops and your hand
never ceases it's sway
 Up an down and all over
Scribbled in black blood
All you see is the mass of black  and then you gaze closer
to the page and the words reveal themselves to you
and then the picture becomes clear
then the meaning peers out to you
right through you
expression mediated through your consciousness
only write like that
and only when it is like that
Everything else is shit to buffer between until you
get to the real stuff