Sep 03, 2010 21:22
"State Prison"
Thomas G. Nickens
The count bell rings
Cell doors bang shut
Shouts of anger
echo back
from some dark gut
But one man takes an extra
tick of time
to close his steel door
on himself
without a sound
and after count
an old man walks the tier
snapping his fingers like dry twigs
to a beat he remembers
from days when he was
forty years younger
and
twenty years freer
thomas g. nickens