While people are grilling and waiting for fireworks, I'll be sitting in a prison cell. I won't get to smell the hot dogs, bar-b-que ribs, potato salad, pork and beans, chicken. I won't get annoyed when the drunken uncle or aunt who has sipped too much wine or drank one to many beers starts reminiscing about the good old days from twenty years ago. I wish I could be there in my lawn chair watching the kids run through the sprinklers because it's 90 degrees in the shade. I wish I could snuggle up behind my woman and tell her how much I appreciate the hard work she put in, getting the in-laws to visit, setting a wonderful table, letting me kick back and play a slamming game of bid whist or spades...
...unfortunately.
My spades partner will be sitting across from me holding on to his cigarette bids like they were chips from a casino. My "cocktail" will be surreptitiously sipped out my coffee cup between guards roaming eyes. My beanie weenies will have to suffice as I imagine them tasting like smoked dogs off the grill, dripping with mustard and ketchup. My snuggle will happen later in my cell, as I can only visualize my dream lover, who is plastered on a cinder block wall, taped to stay in place.
My Independence Day was taken long ago. Well, I did my crime, I am now doing my time.
If you get a moment, come visit me.
Thompson
Inside Out
Showing posts with label crime mysteries. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crime mysteries. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
Who is Perri Stone?
You want to know who I am.
Great.
I'm the woman who kicks ass in the prison when I have to. I know he's your loved one, but inside he's got to act a whole 'nother way. He can't be seen as a punk or he's gonna be turned into someone's bitch. You want your Man when he comes out, then don't sweat the stuff he does inside to survive.
Unfortunately, I'm the one that won't allow it.
That's right, I'm the one trying to make sure your sweet, daddy, doesn't hurt someone else. I'm searching his cell for contraband. I'm making sure that pencil he's using to write you letters, won't get jabbed in someone else's jugular later. I'm keeping him safe and you safe outside.
That's right, the thankless part of my job is if he escapes and gets out before the system says it's okay, I'm gonna hunt his ass done
and
shoot it.
Yeah. So now you know a little about me. I'll tell you more later.
INSIDE OUT
Great.
I'm the woman who kicks ass in the prison when I have to. I know he's your loved one, but inside he's got to act a whole 'nother way. He can't be seen as a punk or he's gonna be turned into someone's bitch. You want your Man when he comes out, then don't sweat the stuff he does inside to survive.
Unfortunately, I'm the one that won't allow it.
That's right, I'm the one trying to make sure your sweet, daddy, doesn't hurt someone else. I'm searching his cell for contraband. I'm making sure that pencil he's using to write you letters, won't get jabbed in someone else's jugular later. I'm keeping him safe and you safe outside.
That's right, the thankless part of my job is if he escapes and gets out before the system says it's okay, I'm gonna hunt his ass done
and
shoot it.
Yeah. So now you know a little about me. I'll tell you more later.
INSIDE OUT
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