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.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
MORSE CODE
My father,
an Army vet,
taught me
the Morse Code
for "help."
And I needed some
to get away
from him
mostly.
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