No
Glancing for 3 days
Cannot sleep

I stay awake

Homeless

Hunger Strike
Am I dead
Or I'm alive


Meant to choose
The time we spend

I honestly wish
I wish I was dead


Strapped in
In the straining chair
Shackles honor

Your Friends

In count 5

11 years
Never charged
6 Years clear


They took away
My one known pad

And they refused
To give it back


I can't think straight
Alright, I stalk
Your franchise

Are all at lost

The guards are doing just

What they're told
They talk through gestures
Rub Their toes


I could occur
Just away

Your friend shackled
Won't turn obey