Can I Count My Chixs...Tattoos, Before They're...
Sometimes it’s hard to talk about something before you know for sure that it will, in fact, happen. Yet, I feel so stoked about it right now that I’d like to share. Tomorrow, if all goes according to plan, I’ll be getting some ink done. There are two tattoos I’ll be having put on. One is on my right bicep, which will be a Celtic animal armband. My animal of choice will be...
It's Only Supposed To Be Temporary, Right?
Each day in my life blends into the next. It has become a routine that seems to have no end. The way I now live is greatly paired down from what it used to be. Once there was a family, not anymore…just me. Being homeless has a certain stigma associated with it that many wish to avoid. As such, the only people I interact with are my co-workers. And, with them, it’s only at...
A Poem For Florence
Here is a poem I wrote last year, May 2011. It was a result of a very lucid dream. Later, in the Fall of last year, I sent it to FATM Fan Club in London. In some way, I was truly moved in a profound way from her song, HOWL. They really liked it. It’s nice to be able to share something that is special to me. I hope sharing it with those of you, out there in Tumblr-Land, will like it too. A...
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is...– ”Music at Night”, 1931, English critic & novelist (1894 - 1963)
Time To Let It All Go
It has been two and a half years since my wife abandoned our family. The time since then has been extremely frustrating, but I have survived. I’m alone now, year and a half after being the only one in the courtroom, other than the judge and court reporter, for my divorce. The life I’ve been living hasn’t been much of one. Without our combined income, I was evicted from our three...
Poetry is the music of the soul, and, above all, of great and feeling...
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