Recidivism

Escape.

don't we all want it right now?

smoking out our own living spaces

not the childhood lingering sweet scent of 

tobacco

but the musty industrial smoke and cloying clouds

from e-cigarettes

it blends with the cool feeling of metal

menthol touch

chilling and

indelicate

theUSprisonsystemislegalizedslavery

how do you know?

11 cents per hour

my girlfriend’s uncle always to jail not

rehabilitation

drugs

don’t we all find ours?

bible says idols can be metaphorical

money

pride

an addiction to sleep  to love  to breaking hearts

gambling  reading  shutting people out

cutting

good and bad

all drugs

disordered eating patterns

unbalanced life

it’s a new

normal

who wouldn’t want to get out

you like adrenaline

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James Baldwin says if the gift of giving is to love the living the giver risks madness in the act of giving

I like memorizing poetry that I don’t understand

and giving gifts

who can give the gift of

freedom

celebrate make the most out of life even if it’s just

for a day

hour

second

we’re dressed to the nines

piling into a laundry chute

stuck in the sand one of us stays

so the other can go free

the privilege?

only some people get caught

usually the marginalized

is it really sacrifice if you had no choice

feet buried in the sand

like everyone else’s heads

then, freedom

live in the moment

a bus with a fly on the window

shouting at the joy of living in this moment

god damn what happens tomorrow

moments>eternity

freedom

arbitrary release

back as soon as you go

but you can hear the clatter

of metal under feet

break through walls of smoke

hiding the outdoors

if only for a day

I am out