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his phone.
“Hello, Quade…?”
Jail Regulars Will Tell You
Not to get busted on Friday
night. Law demands arraignment
within forty-eight hours. But
weekends don’t count.
Four days
before we might
be granted bail. (Highly
doubtful. We’re not only
flight risks, but mostly broke.)
Four days
before we can get a feel
for our future. Four days to
come to grips with the thought
we might be here awhile.
Four days
without a cigarette.
Smoke-free lockup. Whose
stupid idea was that? Inmates
in deep withdrawal. Idiotic!
Four days
without the monster,
and that withdrawal doubles
me over. Makes me sweat. Shiver.
Puke, in and out of the toilet.
Four days
wishing I were dead, instead
of screaming back at the monster.
