“Entropic Foreground”

Walking around the jail cafeteria

I glance over

And see my reflection in the glass

Behind which

People I don’t know can see me

And I weave through

An abundance of men

Who have been caught beating their wives

Composing two-thirds of the individuals being held.


The TV relates a story of an “improper relationship”

Conducted by a football coach.


I sit down

And stare at the TV in disbelief and

Wonder when they’ll wake the fu** up.

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