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Prison Food    (Continued)

June 8, 2012

a little bit.

and just like that ice cube,
the longer I wait, the more watered down this drink becomes.
To the point where it's so anemic
the only people interested in it
are the health officials
who tell me they're going to shut me down
if I don't clean up my act.

So send my apologies
to time's family,
to corners' friends,
to opportunity's children.

I'm facing the consequence.
I'm pleading guilty.

The future is my judge,
and bail is set at my indulgence.

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