Sold out of luck…

Creeping into my dreams at night, preoccupying me with your body…

warm and solid.

I tried to buy some luck last night but they were all out.

Dating a pirate was never an easy task…

Fucking them on the other hand…

Smoking in the middle of the night like a guilty gun…

Sleeping with guilt.

Midnight walks are getting to be a ritual and I cant stop thinking of this.

One moment, one chance, one lasting impression…

Competing with distraction for my own sanity.

Welling up into my throat is a scream of frustration…

Shit why cant I control my heaving.

Breathing is a chore and a task.

Inhaling is a gift.

Get out of my head…

Put your knife away.d

I don’t want to hurt you.

Thought you were the betting kind…

Not in this life.

Not in this dream.

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A Maverick named Gonzo.

I've written short stories, poetry, and have journaled since I was 10. I've had poetry published, short stories, and articles on various subjects. Some of the subjects I've published articles on are: "How-to", People who have contributed to the technological advancements of Tattooing, Body Piercing, and various other Body Modification practices, and BDSM. I volunteer for an organization that helps people that are in need of financial assistance in order to afford the mental health care they greatly need to live, and finally, I've been publishing erotic short stories that end up of the psychological thriller/Horror nature. I teach kids how to fish at another volunteer gig. I get to teach kids, 7-12 years old all kinds of things. Like conservation of our coasts and critters. We are involved in turtle nesting and protection, fishing (hooked on fishing, not on drugs). I like free-diving at my beach. Meeting sharks, rays, and any fish you can imagine. I also do a little spearfishing when I'm not angling from the coast.

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