when I became an artist,
started from trailer park gutters
and gutted by simply being a witness
to violence.
In an effort
to escape what I was seeing
on a nightmare basis,
I started making up little lies,
stories that only existed to me,
brain and page.
Based around heroes
like Indiana Jones,
I liberated myself,
saved the day in my dreams,
and nothing hurt.
Back then
I didn't know what a writer was;
I just recited tales of better lives
to leave the world I was living in
and go to a much happier time
filled with inconsequential adventure.