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Doug Brooks 
I am incarcerated at MSP and have until 2008-2010 before they "have to let me go". I am a GWM, 41, 6', 185 lbs., w/brown eyes and hair. I am genuinely interested in getting to know other gay men and where they are coming from, their struggles, experiences, beliefs, hopes and dreams.
Interests: (not limited to) sci-fi/fantasy (films, books), independent and foreign films, D&D role playing and other cool experiences that open minds and urge people to consider realities beyond themselves. Musical interests: top 40 rock (The Vines, Avril), classic rock (Pink Floyd) and some of the newer metal bands (Amorphis, Flaw). I am not a religious person and I'm not looking for salvation or people on a Jesus-kick. I am however a spiritual person and have strong convictions as to why I think I am here.
I am seeking like-minded gay male pen pals, ages 18-40 and hope to make good friends and perhaps even find a little romance through this service. I connect well with the younger crowd, 18-29, and would very much like to hear from guys in that range, but will answer all replies. Thanx for considering writing me.
Address: Doug Brooks #33363
700 Conley Lake Road
Deer Lodge, MT 59722
Birthdate: January 19/1962
Expected Date of Release: January/2008 I came to a crossroads.
Too young, too scared to choose,
I followed the road the others use.
Every rise and fall,
Every turning, every curve
Farther I travelled, away from me.
Trying to see what the others see.
Walking always on the shoulder,
Wearing a mask of happiness.
Watching love I could not share,
Wearing the mask the others wear.
Again and again, when branchings came,
I chose the road more travelled.
Paying no mind to what signs said.
Struggling to get into the others' head.
The other road I dared not travel.
Catching glimpses, again and again.
Mostly shied from venturing out,
Still fearful of the others' clout.
Then into my life, an angel came.
Beautiful and sweet, full of laughter and love.
Now here, I thought, another path,
But no, instead, the others' wrath.
Instead of love, I felt agony,
As what I had was ripped away.
I ached to die, but that in vain.
I feared to cause the others pain.
Time heals all, or so it's said.
And scars do fade, and too the pain.
I have to find, my own path to heal
And not succumb, to what others feel.
I will be me, and no one else,
For that can be my only choice.
I will find joy and love and hope,
The others way, won't be my rope.
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