If Only A Man Could Spit His

See, The Poor Dream All Their Lives Of Getting Enough To Eat And Looking Like The Rich. And What Do The Rich Dream Of?? Losing Weight And Looking Like The Poor.

We Are Made Mysteries To Ourselves By The Rooster Coop We Are Locked In.

A Man's Past Keeps Growing, Even When His Future Has Come To A Full Stop.

The Story Of A Poor Man's Life Is Written On His Body, In A Sharp Pen.

In A Sense, Journalism Can Be Both Helpful And Detrimental To A Writer Of Fiction Because The Kind Of Writing You Need To Do As A Journalist Is So Different. It Has To Be Clear, Unambiguous, Concise, And As A Writer Often You Are Trying To Do Things That Are More Ambiguous. I Find That Writing Fiction Is Often An Antidote To Reading And Writing Too Much Journalism.