Monday, November 16, 2009

headlights and halos

The tips of thumb and forefinger

Stained brown from smoking

Other peoples castoffs

Drizzling rain falls gently

Changing the days perception

To that of a dream

I stop and watch a girl

In mukluks and a miniskirt

Hurry into 501 Markham

Crossing Broadway looking

Ahead headlights and halos

Rush toward me

I pick up the pace

A little and wince at the

Painful blister on the

Heel of my


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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?