Howling Winds
Awakened
By winds in my lungs
Fully wired
In the middle of the night
Hearing
Howling winds
Transient visitors from prison
It was the SHU
Solitary confinement
No beginning no end no clock
Graffiti on the walls
Maddening silence
Silent stench screaming
I'm happy to
be home
Here in my bedroom
I’ll be a good host
Courteous kind
Attentive
To my old foes
From prison
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