Let us roll our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball; And tear our pleasures with rough strife Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run. -Marvell
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Prison is a State of Mind
Interrogation is my Expectation at Mental-Health-Probation. with Conviction Officer Jessup reiterates, “DO NOT Mess-Up.” I’d been trampled underfoot, Charged by herds of Bull- SHIT flashing Red, White, Blue, Trapped. It was a wrap. “I’m just a Lowly Road Cop [cuffing your Wrist to the Emergency rail].” In custody the ill Will deteriorate, I was Present, Property of TheContinue reading “Prison is a State of Mind”
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Walden sequesters The River; tides-rip hither and thither. The Oceans bequeath Sublime Signs Shown throughout Time: Beware, as blue turns to black Sea Monsters are on The Attack. -Ayesha Ramazan Gill
