This loneliness,
This exile,
in a solitary cell,
Twenty-thee hour lockdown,
An hour in the yard
Then back to the…
Brain cell
In my mind.
Where I subsist,
Confined,
To do my penance,
The rest of my sentence,
And die
in reminiscence…
October 29,2008
Copyright ©2008 John Thomas Tansey
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