What you see is not a test, it's not a test.
I dream of book sales without the
Middle man, just me and my fans.
I want a wonderland of blank pages,
I want to write til my dying days. Each
Poem will say my purpose out loud! I
Grew accustomed to starving dealing
With reality made me harden, but I
Just get lost in the poet's delight
And escape the fright of the night.