Cramped
Ten by Six
Cold cement
Judge Says
Ninety Days
Serve your time
Walk the Line
You're free again.
Lights out
at nine
Weeks creep by
Left Thinkin'
Heart sinkin'
Each hour
Tastes sour
The Minute hand on five.
Seeing stars
through bars
and chains.
Deny the blame.
Shameful tears.
Head Held in prayer.
Starin' at walls
and waiting.
Waiting.
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