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BULLIED: VOLUME THREE
Collected Poems By Christopher L. Jones All rights reserved. All material contained in this manuscript is copyright 2011. Cover image by the author. Permission to use all or part of this manuscript is given as long as author is given credit. www.jonesing.com
Bullied... intimidated, pushed around, bludgeoned, blustered, browbeated, teased, made fun of, bulldozed, coerced, cowed, despotized, domineered, harassed, leaned on, menaced, oppressed, persecuted, terrorized, threatened, tormented, tortured, tyrannized... we have all felt it. In Bullied: Collected Poems, hides a kindred spirit. One of the outsiders, the freaks, the oppressed lays bare his own personal account of growing up different in the United States. All of the pain, fear, self loathing, trepidation and angst that living in America's politically correct homogenized society brings has been formed into this collection of poetry, written in the past two years during the authors continual struggles with manic depression, a.k.a. bi-polar disorder. What started out as an arts therapy session in his youth has beome a life long poetry obsession and means of maintaining sanity for the author. Having published his poetry on numerous online poetry reviews, magazines and websites the author has finally gathered all of his chapbooks into one package reformatted specifically for your ereader. With poetry that ranges from the grotesque and sexually erotic to the sublime and mundane there is sure to be a poem here that every reader will be able to relate to or get turned on by. Bullied Volume Three contains the original chapbooks, The Crazy Man In The Crowd, Lingering On The Smell Of You, Crossing Lines and Over The Back Of The Chair. None of the chapbooks contents have been changed and all poems have been included in their original order and form.
THE CRAZY MAN IN THE CROWD 3 .
A Special Date Has Come and Gone A special date has come and gone And I sit here now awake at the new dawn Wondering as to what I am to make Of all the hesitation in your face For surely it is not simply the fear of disgrace That stops you from coming to me I fear that this is my undoing It was you that I lost with this wooing And now that we are old I feel not wiser at all But a fool a clown a guffaw A sucker for thinking that you may still come back With arms and heart full of love Not in rage Not set to attack 4 .
Such Uncertainty Today Such uncertainty today It makes my thoughts Drift far away To yesterday and all that we did The talking and smiling And carrying on like kids Mixed signals galore But what are you to do? Until you make that choice Mixed is all you will send thru And I am left feeling the sap At wondering if you are coming or going Or just healing a little Before the big slap In my face That I justly deserve I will take it I swear I will not turn or swerve 5 .
Staring at the Floor Staring at the floor As the dust twists up To make little running devils At my feet Nothing around me To distract my gaze No voice out there To call my name Even if I could Not raise my head I would For now I hang my head And look down I don’t miss the sun Or the blue sky overhead Or the birds crying From within their nests I miss only the chime of the clock As time runs down And it will soon be time to stop 6 .
I Can Not Escape This Chill I cannot escape this chill It has driven down into my bones And made my hands and feet numb I shake and rattle Chatter teeth I stand in the sun And the clouds drift in I stand to one side where it is warm And they spit I sit in my car Crank the heater on Just to run out of gas And not having gone too far I cannot escape this chill And it is all because of you Not having you here with me Has worn my hide right through 7 .
The Thick Pink Shaft The thick pink shaft Went into his ass While his fingers grabbed at the bed Spread his ass cheeks All the way to his ears Squirt that lube Watch him swoon Pop that head in and out Fat and hard Swollen and tense Slap it! Turn him around Gush all over his face 8 .
The Hallucinations Started Again Today The hallucinations started again today The black specters won’t go away They follow me Lurking in my peripheral vision Never letting me see them straight on I think one of them is hate And the other is regret They stand behind the corners Tall black misshapen bodies With big gaping mouths Pointing at themselves And mimicking the words ‘Feed Me’ Every now and then I see them And each time they are a little closer Eventually they will meet up with me And we will all converge into The one scepter Death 9 .
Stone Heart Time has passed My heart is now a stone A hard solid rock Of smooth grey I do not hear the crying anymore I do not see the tears anymore I am alone I am without you Without our love Without all the was held true Felt to be important And decided I am alone With my rock Skipping it along the water’s edge Hoping it falls in and sinks To where I can no longer see it Deep down in the black dank 10 .
Listen to Her Speak I listen to her speak And wonder at what she will be When she has out grown us And no longer needs us To mind her things And make her well Feed her Tuck her in And chase all the monsters away I listen to her voice Sweet to my ears Full of life and love Happy things Not yet tainted with life’s pain A future bright with everything Anything she might want to be She is good at keeping you On the phone and not saying goodbye You linger with her And humor her like only her mother could It is a sad thing for me but good for her As she speaks And I listen And I wonder of what will 11 .
Naughty Cowgirl I let you fuck me again With that really big pink dildo And now my legs Are wobbly Bent cowboy style From you ramming that thing home Pushing that horse back into the corral 12 .
The Future Is Bleak The future is bleak And I have barely started the New Year Everything is awash Thrown asunder And I do not know where to turn Face out towards the rush Is all I can seem to do Just take it all in As my fragile world collapses Little pieces fall off Cut me as I pass them Showering out in a ray Of melting glass shards A fiery ball Hurtling towards a black abyss 13 .
Numb Numb in my fingers Numb in my toes Driven out all my senses Melted them to the floor Slap my face Poke me in the ribs Ice cold and hallow Unflinching No grin Stiff boards pile around me A casket inside to rise Built upon me unmoving To hide the casteless eyes 14 .
Anger Anger slammed in my face This morning so alarming Left me wondering If this was the same person Who only the night before Lay prostrate on their knees Before me begging to be fucked more Anger is always misdirected Misplaced Are you angry at me? Are you angry with yourself? Does all this warrant such aggression? Such a deep disturbance It bubbles threw Acidic. putrid and rude 15 .
Thoughts Flirting Thoughts Flirting From here To there Never staying long at one spot Jumping To the next From all seriousness To frivolous mirth Debauchery And back again To naïve play Never focused Never cared Never made Aware 16 .
Shadow Cast Across My Back Shadow cast across my back It makes it rigid and tense like a cat Feline purrs and arches its tail Pointing it skyward To express salutations to the air Prone and ready To be taken asunder Put under pressure Pinned to the floor Man handled and molested Slapped until red But now just black Black as the shadow of the man Who pauses to cast it Before plunging in And fucking me Like I asked it 17 .
Melancholy Plays Softly to Me Melancholy plays softly to me From across the room So plainly sweet Saccharine Listless it makes me Not wanting to move Not wanting to even take my feet off the floor Or step towards the door To escape These doldrums This great expanse of waste That I call my life Instead I sit lethargic And watch the divine music play 18 .
19 .Why Do You Hate Me So? Why do you hate me so? What was it that brought about such enormous hostility? Was it really just the lies? I cannot believe I do not see it These feelings were in you Long before I Your hatred of all men Has always been with you Since birth And the reconciling abuse of your father I can’t help you with that I can only be a part of this codependent abuse I can only take it on the chin There is no reason with you.
Our Love Has Ended Our love has ended No more intimacy No more embrace No more heart felt No more sharing No more relation No more caring Our love making is over No more sweat No more tears No more animal grunts No more fears We can only now stare At each other With venom and hate Is this the fate? That awaits all true lovers? 20 .
The Rug Has Been Pulled Out From Under Me The rug has been pulled Out from under me Leaving my feet Pointed straight up into the air Flat on my back And not in a gentle way But a cold hard crack As I hit the ground Happiness this brings To the puller 21 .
There Is Only Silence Now Between us There is only silence now between us And it is vast in its depth Your shore is far away And my lungs cannot create The sound needed to bridge that gap I can only cough and sputter From my murky shore here And think of the days When there was no this When the sun shone And the grass was green still wet with dew Upon the morning when we awoke Embraced in each other’s arms In love and longing only for more Why is none of that worth anything now? Why is all that forgotten? Why can we not make them steps? That allows us to skip across the waters And breathe again? 22 .
Corrina I sit here And stare at her A photo of her face For she is far away from me Simply a friend. vibrant and alive Watching her words unfold Like watching a cat hunt Wanting what from her? Why is it on her I fixate? Is it her beauty alone or more for us to relate? 23 . a follower Yet one who responds As much a dream as a real person Beautiful and complex a creature Lustful.
Am I Coming Down Or Going Up? Am I coming down or going up? It is so hard to tell anymore When all my efforts are directed Simply to not trying to hurt you Why should that be so hard? Why does these demons and beasts in me torment? Is it all jealousy at the perfection I see in you? Is it the happiness you feel or just that you don’t fluctuate about? So tired I am of all this without love I think it time for me to lay down here At my feet on this earth and sleep 24 .
Solitude Solitude It broods A fury of discontent in me The wind in the leaves Rush torrents of noise Static energies wasted Dissipated before they even ferment The slightest bit of emotion Out of this stone hearted shallow corpse I throw pebbles at the birds to scare them away Not today No seed for you 25 .
I Told You to Shave that Pussy Bare I told you to shave That pussy bare No hair Nice and slick and clean Smooth as your ass To spread up before me So I may eat you and taste Of the world’s most treasured Smoother myself with its juices Flowing down around my chin My nostrils filled with the essence of all this Up to my eyes in your flesh I await you My dish 26 .
Making Love Or Fucking? Making love Or fucking? It is hard to make up our minds Do you want it rough and kinky? Do you want it intense and passionate full of embrace? Never the decision is made until My cock out it flails Standing stiff for you to rail To nail To pound your orifice in Take my hand Stare me in the face Let us see Where I bodies race 27 .
LINGERING ON THE SMELL OF YOU 28 .
This Circle Am I sitting at the beginning or end of this circle? I cannot tell anymore I do not know when I got on Or where I am to get off I am stuck here grinding gears Trapped by own fears Of stepping outside And seeing the world From somewhere other than inside of here 29 .
Litter on the Floor I have thrown away All that I love Because I am insecure and afraid So bitter I feel now Such regret at being so stupid Consequence is a harsh affair That leaves me unsatisfied and broke If I would only heed other’s advice And plan before I leap into space I might land somewhere A gentle place A place not so caught up in demands I look at the litter on the floor All the loves and lives I have discarded Why is it always that I falter? When it comes to standing true Believing in what I do And expressing love Honest and true? 30 .
Black Petals Black petals of the flower fall I watch them transfixed Staring without a cause Or a care for the world I have let it all go away Rushed past me and swept me aside I see it still yards ahead In the distance running fast Not a turn to look back at me Nor the desire I let it be I let go Released my grip And didn’t even wave good bye I just fell with my eyes unblinking Falling remorseless to my fate And the dead flowers stuck on the grate By the window and front door Now tombstone for me hidden under the floor I curl up And watch the black petals fall 31 .
I Feel Asleep Last Night I feel asleep last night Thinking of you in some other man’s arms Content and safe and happy Forgotten of me And my sick and twisted ways My unhealthy life of dismay I laid there for hours Transfixed on that image Tormenting and boiling with rage At times sadness tinged with regret Why did I go and do it like that? Why was it always a for sure easy bet? I am tired of being ill of being sick And filled with derision It has kept me here In my hell for far too long I have grown old and dismayed At the whole world that I see It has no place or purpose for bitter me And I don’t want to live it if I have to fall asleep at night Dreaming of you in another man’s arms Content and forgotten of me 32 .
Lips Pursed Tight
My lips are pursed tight together I have nothing to say to you I want only to take quick and silent steps back In my effort to get away Run free from this Leave it all on the table Uneaten and unspoken Tired I am of the hurt Tired I am of putting up defenses Throwing blocks and running My body is battered My soul is bruised My internals are torn and bleeding threw My system is shutting down And there is no reboot Just let me crawl in my hole Kick dirt back over the entrance And seal it shut behind Forget it Don’t mind it Remorse no longer dear My stupid acts My lack of tact Will disappear No fear
Your Jaw Stretched Wide
My eyes open to you Your jaw stretched wide Big black cock inside Thrust down deep Up to their balls Slap your chin And that big grin Shown on either side The big man moans Says he’s gonna cum You gulp it down with abandon Wipe your lips and smile Then bend over to take the guy from behind In your ass
Lingering On the Smell of You
I am lingering On the smell of you It is stuck in my nose And it seems so good It makes me breath heavy Contented Imbedded into my pores Your sent From our rub Our burning friction Smoldering As if anew Never to burn out Only to renew
Wading In the Black Pool Wading in the black pool I am lost And bent over Seen screaming Dirty and scarred Bleeding and destitute Growling at the lights pointed my way Throwing my feces at their faces I am lost In the black pool Wading towards a shore I cannot reach Always being pushed back by the onlookers And huskers in charge I am lost Wading up to my knees Feet cold and unfeeling Stepping on shard glass and stones Not flinching not screaming No tears Wasteland 36 .
Suck On It Big Boy Suck on it Big boy Make my toes curl Suck every ounce of me out And down into your mouth Covet those balls Play with them lightly Tease them to fill and cock That piston into place My brain melts like wax As the fevered pitch gets higher And I pop Erupting in you 37 .
I Close My Eyes and Say Goodbye I close my eyes And say goodbye To all the troubles around me I must face the day I must find my way I must say goodbye To all that I have squandered And as sad as it is It must be you That I dismiss For in all of this I have been yours eternal Eternally bad Eternally evil Eternally callous. The new dawn has arrived And I have been struck blind By the sins I have transgressed And the only way To make myself whole as they say Is to release us from the endless bond of treason 38 . cheap and cruel But now.
To Be Alone To be alone Is a new thing to me I have filled my life With all the trash and worthless that I could see I would find them here and there And note them for their weakness As if alike in me We would together Be more completed Washed away they are all now And I am alone In my sterile cell Watching through the Plexiglas At the dirty world outside I sit on my bunk And feel the solitude It is good It is clean I feel empty now Wiped clean 39 .
Red Wine Red wine Makes me feel fine Even when I am blue It give everything A rose shaded hue That is calming to look through And a great relief to me When all I can see Is the grief and misery I created Laid out before me I put on my shades Sit back against the wall Drink another sip And drift further away from it all Perhaps no one will see me Here in my languid stiff Hap hazard mess of a man Doing all he can To get rid of the jitters Raise his hand A grab another glass Of that red flowing Life giving Candy coated Glass 40 .
Self Doubt Sitting here in self doubt Wondering aloud to myself If self esteem is really something earned and not felt And if so what cause do I have to even think I have a case to make of any worth When all I have done is to lie and to cheat And to typify a man That has lost his way His moral compass His every fiber To the lusts of temptation Of drugs and easy sex Fast money and the life style of little tact My nerves are on fire With the unknowing The uncertainty All the doubt that my actions Have thus far persevered And created for me A true hell 41 .
Cold Wind Blows Cold wind blows Knocks me down Makes me frown And realize my life is upside down That winter is here And all the loneliness I fear It has come home to roost For the season and the cold It makes my knees knock My arms shack My chin rattles My teeth knock I watch my frozen breath drift down I stare at my feet alone No one else to stand next to No one else will brave this freeze 42 .
The Hater The hater lives within me Percolating under the surface Prickles my skin Raises the hairs on the back of my neck Each and every time I think of you And all that you do and have done In this messed up fucked up relationship That the two of us have created And the hater makes me brood And think of abandoning you too For in all my idiocy Never would I leave Never would I have gone away And left you alone and dreaming Which is what you In your great wisdom Thinks it is best to do For you 43 .
Unsure Unsure of how to approach you No longer do I know how to touch you It has been so long And the two of us have grown Apart and far The gap has been filled With pain and misgivings All the lies that have been played in the past Still I think of you And want only to be close Find comfort Some humanity in a touch Flesh to flesh So soft and lush We stare Unknowing scared and confused What should we do? 44 .
Old Broken Easel Old broken easel Means oh so much to me Each drop of paint and stain of wood To me is a memory Of growing up at the feet Of the most glorious painter Who through patience and pain Taught me to see the world In my own colors In my own strokes And not to be fettered by expectation This old broken easel Needs to be tightened Fixed up For it is time To pass this own To my daughter This little painter Who is mine 45 .
I Am Apart I am apart From them Their whining And complaining I stand over here And quietly wait For the bullets to fly Why can’t they see That this is all they will receive? From their whining and complaining And rubbing their runny noses on their sleeves 46 .
Lost Friend Lost friend Shown up to play With me so guilt free For now those ties are unfettered No bonds hold us now The chains that held us at opposite walls Have been sheared and broken down We are free to run To embrace and delight in touch To stroke your hair Touch your cheek Feel your lips under my breath Lost friend Don’t hesitate I am not so different from then Only older and greyer But more skilled and less of a player Content to just be With what you give me And not to bother Over the scraps taken away from 47 .
Empty House Empty house Standing next to home The one that is no longer mine Dusty and unkempt It allows me the perfect view If I were to care enough To keep my eye on you Maybe then But now in light of everything There is no longer a desire To find out all the treason I will cause Your future is your own And not for me To be discrete on To enjoy for I leave you And move far away No need to close that curtain For I am not outside watching That is certain 48 .
Mid Afternoon and the Sun Is High Mid afternoon and the sun is high Looking down on me With a big yellow frown Displeased and disgruntled At my actions I stand there And shuffle my feet Like a young boy Caught in the act Of some juvenile stunt To gather some attention Distraction from who I am And the bigger questions That I cannot answer Or comprehend 49 .
It Is Too Late My chest burns It aches Rotting flesh pains me It is too late There is merely time for me to say goodbye And put all of my affairs in arrears To smile at all I love To savor all that I taste And to listen to the songs just one more time I must write now in haste And not words waste For soon enough These lips will fall silent My hands will no longer pound And type away these days And I will no longer Have anything to say 50 .
Silent Siren Silent siren Rings my bell Wakes me up To this living hell Reminds of the torment That I must face Of the endless track That I must race It shakes me from my bed It rattles the teeth in my head So loud it wakes the undead Silent siren Alarm on the mantle Beside my bed 51 .
Sad sad not glad mad not happy I am who I am And have no misgivings on that I wish only to find A warm gentle hand Who will take me for what I am With all of my indiscretions and absurdities I never will promise to be perfect Or even to try to attain But in the end I will be your friend And try to lessen The pain 52 .
CROSSING LINES 53 .
In The Bathroom at The Bar In the bathroom At the bar Its empty hollow and alone I stand to piss Grab my snake and let it drain Big muscle man steps up next to me The whole time staring at my dick Jerking himself He reaches and pulls down my pants Exposes my ass Rubs my asshole Turns to me and tugs on his balls I bend over and suck it Run my tongue along each and every ridge I let it go with a loud sucking pop He smiles and nods And leaves me to clean up 54 .
Erotic Misgivings Such erotic misgivings I have of last night For showing you my secrets Embarrassed and afraid Of all that you might say Due to the knowing that I gave Of my inner lusts and my hidden kinks The unknown things that keeps Me rapt and at attention Erect and hard fast set Difficult to share. to be honest and come clean Why is it that way for me? When all I have ever wanted was the freedom to be me And the only way there is to stop lying 55 .
Soft Light In My Eyes Soft light in my eyes As I watch the sun rise Harsh light says goodbye As I watch the sun dies The night is cold and my skin now shivers My breath steams out to fog my face I grow old just breathing Standing stagnate Never moving As the giant orange orb circles round me Days pass Nights pass And I have yet to still stand Stuck on the edge With my feet dangling Never a nerve To despair me 56 .
The Man The man is kicking me around The man is keeping me down At every turn the man is there Thwarting me Stopping me Hindering my affairs And my put on airs Of self importance And position The man he beats me into submission The man pushes me back Into line with the others Not to lead only to follow 57 .
She Has Gone Away She has gone away And left me If only for a day I feel alone and separated Disjointed and dismayed Unsure of what to do Or where to go Or who to see What to eat What to drink When to nap or wake or pee Alone she has left me Through no fault of her own And on tomorrow She may still find me Here and not so forlorn 58 .
Crossing Lines Many lines were crossed Blurred and rubbed away Playing the switch with you Fantasy of dreams made to come true Spanking good times Rollicking adventure With you behind And I laid out proper Prostrate and whipped Ass red from your pounding Leaving me gasping As you rub That Clit Moaning as you cum Sticky liquids Languid sweet Erupting in my mouth Force fed Like a wild beast My cheeks turn red Just thinking of it now And my ass it still hurts 59 .
Ecopoetry I had a chance To read some ecopoetry The only worth I could see Was that it was about a tree Which is tall and phallic Like a big hard cock Another wanna be Robert Frost It makes me hurl It makes me toss And all because I had to read Some ecopoetry 60 .
Lost I Am Feeling Today Lost I am feeling today No place to stand To find my way In this dark that covers This path that I follow Nothing recognizable Nothing known or familiar I know no one No one knows me Do I go to the right Or to the left Straight on ahead Or turn around and go back To whence I came If even I could find that… 61 .
Crying In Your Sleep You were crying in your sleep And I didn’t know what to do The guilt I feel at making you reel With all this hurt that you cry in your dreams Has me despondent Feeling bleak I try to wake you But you are past where you can hear No longer me is it That whispers into your ear So I shake you And beg for your crying tears to stop You snooze through it Not aware of me at all 62 .
OVER THE BACK OF THE CHAIR 63 .
Writhing Men Upon the Bed Writhing men upon the bed Sucking Slapping Giving head Rimming ass And snorting poppers Nameless dicks parading past And I wonder at the true nature To succumb to the whims and the pleasure Of this lustful carnival of anonymous men And illicit sex What makes me so wander? What makes me jump in with no remorse or regret? Is it just the tip of my dick? Or something deeper than that 64 .
Luscious Lips I stare at her photo This girl with red frames and dark hair Luscious lips It makes me think of the creatures she writes of Erotic blood suckers from her id A morose madness of wicked sins Lifts from her breasts and sits on her pen Fluttering like bats wings And the last beat of a heart drained of its blood I would let her suck on my neck Is this how the lust is spread? 65 .
The Ones We Love The ones we love Are always the rudest The crassest and the crudest They are the most uncaring And self serving Unkind she has been to me And I hate her for it Bitter and unforgiving Never remorseful I would care not at this point if they turned and walked away I would let them go and not even pause to say farewell or good day I would let that blond hair hit her ass and shuffle off with her glorious attitude I would grit my teeth and bare it 66 .
Walking This Morning Walking this morning With my daughter’s hand in mine Waiting at the curb For her ride A big yellow bus Filled with all sorts of kids I watch her as she steps up smiles and goes in And waves to me as it pulls away Little does she know Such strength she demonstrates Never could I deal with all so much unknowing fates Unfriendly faces Doubt So I smile back and wave Proud at what she is to become 67 .
Slutting Myself Out Slutting myself out Just to increase my numbers My ratings A game to attract Dispel preconceived of notions As if first glance stereo types would justify Such a commitment of resources And efforts When all the while I am just a whore Perpetually rubbing up on someone new And marking them on my belt Counting coo Another scalp for the Dutch to sell 68 .
Nervous Tension So uncertain Nervous tension I wish to hide my face in my hands Cover my ears with a loud sonic noise Pretend that no one else is here My body is sweating Sticky sweet A smell of man Musky orders Dirty feet Bare on the floor As I cower Scurry to and fro Trying to avoid The feces and excrement that is thrown at my Screaming in a high pitch wail Waving my arms high above my head But still not leaving So I am frozen in fear Tongue taken Cat quick Zip and cut No speech To say with 69 .
Over The Back of The Chair Over the back of the chair Nothing on save for a pair Of High Heeled Shoes That makes those calves curve tight Pushes that ass over Makes my dick hard Makes it slip in Out of sight And spurt Out A Stream Of Hot Cum 70 .
Reading With Curiosity Reading with curiosity All the comments people make So assured So little doubt in themselves I wonder as to how they do it Such confirmation and authority When I who only question and live in doubt Perpetually skeptical Think that it must all be bluster Bluff on their part Operatic staging To mask their own uncertainty 71 .
Meeting That Girl Looking forward To meeting that girl Such curves She speaks woman to me Makes me feel at home and at ease So easy to please And the ultimate temptress She excites with a flicker of her lashes And satisfies with the deepest inner folds Of personal lustful desire For a price Taken out of security and trust But in the end it is all worth it For the release of stress in me 72 .
Originally born in Tucson.com His novel. Arizona. His work has been described as "masturbating on the world’s stage in verse" and ". he has spent over twenty five years contributing to the various performing arts groups in his community." Christopher started writing after being introduced to poetry as a form of art therapy as a teenager and has not stopped since.. sound design. mostly working in the areas of lighting and scenic design.About the Author Christopher L.exactly what is wrong with the average white American male.co. poet and artist living in Salt Lake City. USA.. Christopher has been active back stage since his childhood.php? main_page=product_info&products_id=1708 73 . visit www..uk/shop/index. Aside from working with words. Jones is an author. for most of his life.. Utah. WATERBOARDED. is now available through Chipmunka Publishing: http://chipmunkapublishing. A graduate of New Mexico State University with a degree in Philosophy and Theater Arts. Having majored in technical theater and arts management. specifically bi-polar disorder. stage management and producer. properties design. he is a single father of one. he has been a survivor of mental illness.jonesing. To find out more about the author and his work.
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