today
a good friend
told me
that he
had broken-
up
with his ol lady.
who cares?
it sounded
like a death
had happened.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 1975
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I've lived a life of madness and mayhem. I’ve had diabetes for 50 years and have been addicted to one substance of another for 45 of those years. It has been a beautifully joyful and painful schizophrenic ride: drugs, booze, women, music, writing, and learning with each new success or defeat. This blog tries to come to grips with all of life's fractures and contains everything--even you.
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