I awoke naked into life
Crying
And when I sleep finally
I'll wear a cheap set of clothes
That my (crying) sister bought.
IN BETWEEN THOUGH BLACK SUITS,
CREASES LIKE A STRAIGHT RAZOR
and thrift store jeans
and prison whites
IN BETWEEN THOUGH STARCHED BLACK SHIRTS
CRISP COLLARS OPEN AT THE NECK
WATCHES HANGING LAZY AT MY WRIST
and hospital gowns
with my ass out
and black and white stripes
of county.
Your writing has such vivid imagery. This is really very good, Justin. :)
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