I'm the roadkill you drive past  A corpse deep in the ground underneath a tombstone spray painted with curses Weird how I...

Under a large, round, yellow Full November moon The chill of the cold, dark night Slips in through my window It fights against the cent...

   " AND FUCKING STAY OUT ! " I could feel my feet trying to gain traction on the concrete as I went skidding, slipping an...

The old dog kept up as long as he could . He whimpered when he had to stay behind . I was old to , so I decided to stay and keep him compa...

               People sometimes ask me Why do I keep drinking When I've been told so Many times that it Could kill me.  ...

… for the disappointed buzzard  who discovered upon dusk laden landscape I was merely passed out from drinking too much … & not dead  ...

        Nobody had heard from him in two weeks time. I knew Bob was a lot of things a drunk a recluse a self exiled outcast. But one thi...