<P>from "neither Shakespeare nor Mickey Spillane"</p> <P>young young young, only wanting the Word, <br> going mad in the streets and in the bars,<br> brutal fights, broken glass, crazy women <br>screaming in<br> your cheap room,<br> you a familiar guest at the drunk tank, North<br> Avenue 21, Lincoln Heights<br> <P>sifting through the madness for the Word, the <br>line <br> the way,<br> hoping for a check from somewhere,<br> dreaming of a letter from a great editor:<br> "Chinaski, you don't know how long we've been waiting for you!"<br> <P>no chance at all.</p>