Thursday, February 18, 2010

My Soul Laughing

The Devil
rides in a
drop top Cadillac
to and fro
for trouble.
She has
bare feet
and red painted toes.
The sun kisses
strawberry locks



down onto a faded
Grateful Dead T.
She smiles
at me,
cinder black heart.
I burst into flames.
I want to run
to her.
Fight for
her. Kill
for her.

And she eats my soul laughing.

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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?