Last Supper
The judge sentenced
me,
left me alone to rot, to let me be.
I sit for eight hours a day,
working.
I sit for eight hours a day,
reading.
left me alone to rot, to let me be.
I sit for eight hours a day,
working.
I sit for eight hours a day,
reading.
I watch the bugs
crawl on my unkempt floor,
watching them come and go underneath the door.
I stare at the window and lay my head on the pillow.
watching them come and go underneath the door.
I stare at the window and lay my head on the pillow.
I know this is the night that I die.
At least prisoners get a last supper,
I’m eating fucking pizza pops.
