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Ticket from Salinas prison

Back to the dream
Conceived one
Afternoon. He dreamed it.

Back through the bleat
of tears,
R&B music, so untorn.

Once called numb to the gun
once called velvet and rough

Once caught
caged in a skeleton
before breaking,

he said that he would not.

Because, as the saying goes,
Life is too short

to rest up
to dust the floors
to hold the doors
to hold a grudge,

Or to ask where you been
for so long.
Posted 02/14/13
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