The Secret Is Writing Down One Simple

I Was Beaten Down Long Ago In Some Alley In Another World.

I Walk Into The Kitchen, Look At The Typer Down There On The Floor. It's A Dirty Floor. It's A Dirty Typer That Types Dirty Stories

They, All Of Them, Seemed To Put Literary Form In Front Of The Actuality And Living Of Life Itself.

It's Better To Be Happy...if You Can..!!

All A Guy Needed Was A Chance. Somebody Was Alway Controlling Who Got A Chance And Who Didn't.