These bars open 24/7 for me
but closed to the public. I can’t get
released from this dumb shit.
Guards’ Public Enemy #1, I’d take
a #2 on them, barbwire cuts
echo’s repeat my voice let me go.
This is identity theft, yo, Gestapo
officers officiate these gates, war
crimes during chow time, no clothes
on my brittle bones, belittled, alone.
Shriveling and shivering, prison crushing
in on my skin. For profit industry interests
in this misery. Pleading I’m freezing, public
believing we not mistreated. Warden’s
scheming. The courts are deviants. Wishin’
the Berlin Wall will fall. This is Shawshank Toilets too
small to crawl through.
This is all true.
- Jonathan Lee Riches ‘13