By Jack Joseph Smith
Original Scan
AI Interpretation
The speaker says five thousand poems are lost among the stars, moves through young work, wolves, watchdogs, fire and killing, then rejects an instruction to play a song. A handwritten greeting addresses Bruce.
The sequence links writing with work and moral judgment without explaining each transition. The greeting does not identify Bruce or establish that he is the poem's addressee.
Typed rows: 'My five thousand poems / Are lost among the stars / Work is the way of the young', 'Going to Hell for killing / what has crossed you', ending 'Play your song / I do not think so', with the handwritten greeting 'Hi Bruce' below.
A defiant poem about work and loss, sent with a greeting; Bruce is named as the page names him.