John Peter called my name in class today.
He said,
Sitting seagulls and
Crouching crows
Kind of like
Prison partners homeward bound
Let's join in
Without explanation
And so
He couldn’t explain anymore.
Assuming the worst,
I agreed to a conversion
About lopping leftovers
Made of lead and ink.
We started coloring
Pastels on Manila paper
White crayons on a chalkboard
Nobody knew it,
We’re good at our own little crimes.
I'm not a prison partner. But i'm homeward bound.
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