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.
My father,
an Army vet,
fought in the Philippines.
He tried to teach me
Morse Code; I was able to learn
how to tap out "help."
He knew
I would need some.
Mostly,
from him.