John Kipling Lewis
Breakfast at Tiffany's
I feel most safe in
the back of police cars.
That space is safe.
Nothing bad can happen
to you in a place like that.
It makes me calm with inability.
It doesn't matter what the cop
has done, how hard he slammed my
limp body into the street.
Here in the back seat I am safe.
I can make no choices, and no
one can touch me.
It's how I imagine the after life.
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