Monday, July 13, 2009

Demon Dogs

Shadow dogs
swirling gone
and
here again
nipping at
( the remainder of )
my soul.
Liquid Evil
flows. Demons
real
in my mind
taunt me
to sleep
taunt me
in slumber.
Daring me to
betray the day
to embrace
the night.
Haunting
and coaxing me
to forget
all of goodness
to be one
with
the pain.
To be
one of them.
Damned.
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I struggle with addiction and am just recently out of prison- I dislike most people and am bitter and self destructive. Yet somehow I have a good time. My first wife wanted to be an FBI agent when I met her in college, and the last one was a prostitute,the former gave me three great kids that I named Dakota, Skye and Willow, the latter a hell of a hard time. In the past I have been a busboy, a waiter, and a bartender. I have worked in nearly all construction trades including carpentry, brick laying, electrical, weilding, and plumbing. Once I had a job where I climbed tree's for a living. I fought Mixed Martial Arts when they still called it No Holds Barred, I have sold cars and was an editorial cartoonist. I am a failed actor, to lazy to try very hard, and lived with outlaw bikers in Northern California. I served as a medic in the army,and studied creative writing as well as radio tv. I cook a mean breakfast and like to sit and think sometimes all day. Did I say think or drink?