" Ay Frank , How bout one more for the road......"
"I'm all in..."
"....that a boy!"
Shuffled the cards, musty gust blew from the arm pit
It puzzled the guards.. nostrils flarin’ in the lagoon of the arch men.
In a room full of watchmen with a view of a marksmen;
Living life in the bulls eye zoom from the dark end
A target..
''I aint convinced I’m a convict..
In conflict with the grimiest cons on the continent..."
consequence in each contest
He said "I got five maybe six and a poss, shiit.. lets just say 6 books
Oh and Frank.. I needa copy of your 6th book"
Deal again I got 10 someone else said reshuffling
kings and queens like a fairytale flip-book
"Yous a slick crook!...
the way you convinced the judge get you off the hook without a nick..."
Felt I had it good.. like their lawyers got gypped/juxed
These weren’t exactly the sharpest tools in the shed,
just some state pens that dripped when they slit you
If they get you, they smile you with a swift swoop
My slice of the pie got the next guy swiping,
I got ride or die issues
I was jumped in this jump suit, blow the whistle you don't hear the scars
Or see me reflecting on hard times, holding mirrors through these bars....
In Spofford when the martyrs, I listened to were conquered
Ball and chain on Christmas day presenting skip it to my daughter.....
Sitting with your thoughts they say misery loves company in its quarters
Started these calendars so long ago Mayans discussed with me they be shorter
I'm sure If I wasn't a snorter I’d be smelling shore water
"Order in the court!",
"Can I take your order?"
playing over like a reporters recorder in my skull…
"count the score up!!!"
Broke my daydream
TABLE WAS SLAMMED
Upset, slammed the deck like a tidal wave naval command
Cards like superman-flying trying to save you and cradle the land
with a clear shot of hearts, cupid pulled something fatal from his band
Nine of diamonds blinded him, with Draino from the damned
Little jokers cuttin’ a hundred degrees like a molten man
Medulla Oblongata spilling lava from a molded can
cold hearts, melting puddles where the frozen ran
Gambit throwing hands... cool as a Japanese folding fan
I remember feeding pelicans fish off the pier
Being moved from Rikers to pelican bay, feeling that fish fear as it went thru the air
I just killed a man over bags, I'd have packed in a year
Just when I thought I was out... they pulled me back in the chair
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