A SEASON IN JAIL by Jeff Callaway

A SEASON IN JAIL
by Jeff Callaway

locked up
inside this gloomy
grey cell
where i’m sentenced to abide
i'm banished to dwell
in my mind the green pastures of life
before
i
fell
faster
into
a season in jail
further faster
the prisoner’s parade
is a sea of blood
for the sharks gone insane
or a flock of sea gulls
inside
a stagnant steel cage
with my wings clipped and lips just to pray
for my soul
stuck in concrete counting the days
till parole
or a poet’s pardon from the state-

FREE JEFF CALLAWAY

-but today
i’m plagued by vague voices
louder than love and this blaring TV
and i cant sleep
with these demons sleeping
right beside me these monster
murder meaning menacingly
stealing other people’s property
those vampires who try to beat
the blood of me
and another year of this and i’ll be crazy
but can you blame me?
when i’m just another number without a real
name in this sad sanitarium of sadistic sodomy
and pain, nameless faces just out to make a gain
locked up stuck for stealing the change or smoking
some crank or trying to make the big bank but
its just worth it, time dragging slowly in
the jailhouse pit and pendulum the pedophiles
play and then make parole
after a few months stay…

SATAN HIMSELF IS MY CELL MATE

and gone is yet another day
to the life of the Devil’s blind date
in this house of the damned
sealed my fate

DO NOT PASS GO, DO NOT COLLECT 200 DOLLARS

-but only sorrow and hollers

murder is in the mail
and this is my tale
…a season in jail
is a season in hell…