Male |
March 24 1959 |
Arkansas |
Began writing 6 years ago during a tough time, being a rough tough Son of a Bitch southern man,,, I did not know how to release my feelings, so this trip began just to keep from homicide and now I have turned into a renaissance man instead of rural I live downtown, I love the homeless and dance with the street musicians, I'm not in love but yet I am, I write of Love's sweet embrace and anything else in this mess of a mind. |
amateur at best thats why I'm here |
not sure,,,, still defining |
women, wine, writing |
I'm on the Great Shark Hunt,,, a beautiful friend turned me onto |
to Laugh out loud and to be pissed off - Hunter S When it's love - William Blake |
Oh my, the southern rock of my youth, the old honest country of my father, the alternative rock of my children,,, bongo drums |
any that tell a man to be true man not some manufactored item by society or location |