Equity for the Wrong

I waited in the cage in court for my hearing
with a dozen and a half other “monsters.”
who go in and out of heavy doors that click when are shut.

“You should get off easy man, you’re the right color for the courts,”
said Flacco. “And listen, homie.
When you get out tonight can you swing by my pad and tell my old lady
I’m here in the county jail? Por favor?”

The man named Flacco was a kind man
who sadly lost his chance before he was born; born under a Brown Spell

“Sorry Flacco, unfortunately, I got my White Card revoked.
I am the wrong kind of white; to them, I am white trash at best.
And according to the men who arrest me time and time again,
I am a White Trash ‘Junkie’ and to the deputies a White Trash ‘Faggot.’”

(probably because I have hair and they have a cul de sac at best
that’s right, just a Glossy dome).

They found me with my face smeared against the driver’s side window,
Ripened to an ambivalent shade of Sanguine Blue,
looking like Sloth from the Goonies
Lip curled and pressed on the dirty glass, and I smiled at myself
My eyes closed
Cooker in hand
Needle floppin’ like an epileptic fish;
a stripped out stickshift that dances like Chris Farley on my dead arm.

Now I wait in court in the cage with the others who remain captured,
the Black Sheep who await a more than predictable sentences:
the guilty until proven innocent for having a disease as bad as cancer,
while Chester Molester does a year with half in the County Jail
for playing with Tommy next door.

The True Murderer.

The True Demon.

And I don’t know who I despise more? Chester?
Or the judges who let these twisted Soul Killers walk free?
So they can roam the local parks and schools while our cancer spreads to our brains.
And the endless growing units, CC’s, and abscess.’make nothing less than perfect sense.

**This poem was published yesterday!! Right here: http://tuckmagazine.com/2018/04/04/poetry-1393/

A great site to submit your pieces too! I wrote this poem a couple of years ago; it is the first poem in a chapbook of mine called “Poems About Delicious Embryos and Such.” Below is the link to my memoir that comes out next month. My very first published book. If anyone ever wants to know how I did it you can always contact me. I love to help other serious writers achieve what they want with your well-thought-out written words.https://www.amazon.com/Taste-Cigarettes-Memoir-Heroin-Addict/dp/1925417689/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&linkCode=sl1&tag=jessbell-20&linkId=d6315e87633db947322feb6f6062a8bc

The great cover right here was done by Jessica Bell, the owner of Vine Leaves Press) 

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