John Kipling Lewis

Rookie (3/12/1968 / Manhattan, KS)

Breakfast At Tiffany's - Poem by John Kipling Lewis

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.


Comments about Breakfast At Tiffany's by John Kipling Lewis

  • Rookie x... x... (11/14/2007 1:01:00 AM)

    Heavens. I hope this didn't happen to you and also that it wasn't in front of my TIffany's...Yeh, I know it isn't mine but it feels as such each time I step inside the doors, it never gets old and the chills remain intense...As to arriving or leaving with a New York City Cop, not up for that one...I can see them at The Police Academy right next door to my son's apt.bldg. and that's enough for me.... This is sad if it's true for there has to be something more comforting in the end of it all than how one would imagine the back of a NYC. police car.....marci.m. (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Rookie K Holoholo (11/5/2007 9:36:00 PM)

    Makes one think from somewhere else that someone has never been. Add a little more emotion and where does the title come from? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Kath Moore (11/5/2007 2:18:00 PM)

    4. Starts out very promising (first two lines) but then doesn't deliver on the promise. Give me details. I have not been in the back of a police car. Show me what it is like, with details, not abstract telly statements that say nothing. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Deanna Victor (11/5/2007 12:53:00 PM)

    I love the different perspective. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Donna Robertson (8/3/2007 6:43:00 PM)

    Interesting. This one is descriptive but not as intense as some of the other ones. (Report) Reply

Read all 5 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, June 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 9, 2011


[Hata Bildir]