laying dormant on the jail bed skyless vermilion moths fluttered all around me with the faces of human skulls tonight i destroyed the phone in the hall outside the line of hell-like cells where frostbitten hearts resided holes with no souls arcane cameras lingered behind the mirror flashbulbs hit me with white light they studied me like a lab rat in a menagerie recorded me i yearned for an atomic bomb to detonate and dismantle the city i won’t drink the floor cleaner that the guards leave in the hallways on cleaning days because it is non-toxic when i sat in the restraint chair i heard my doppelganger laughing someone wants to slash me into sections and i want to throw gasoline, kerosone, cyanide, acid and strychnine into the faces of everyone who is evil light a match and toss it, the inevitable finality, right at them, and run the other way, out the doors
Cellblock 2W29, Janine Crellin
