whiskey hard men
square grey chins
shuck and jive and laugh
like peter pans band
like boys lost in time
pulpit pounding gestures
a revival of spirit
malt liquor communion
nicotine smiles
and sun washed faces
handsome and strong
standing on corners
drinking
from brown paper sacks
enjoying the moment
only the moment
shrugging off the past
and troubled tomorrows
like yesterdays shirt
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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About Me
- stickbooth
- 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?