|Rest in peace, Patches, we'll love you forever and always!|
the thirteen words of prisonsometimes
if we were lucky
the sun would rise before we went to bed
and i recalled how it was only ever
the people who had it the worst who used to say
'one day there will be sunlight'
like one of those six word stories.
one day there would be sunlight.
and i remember how it was only ever the people
who were serving their life sentences
who i would ask 'what's it like to never see the sun'
and they would only ever answer
'it's enough just to know it's there'
and i always wanted to take out one word
seven was too long; but i didnt want to take out
and it was odd because i wondered
what hope these people had.
but as it so turned