by Faith Elizabeth Brigham
his philosophy was
if a cop didn't see it-
he didn't do it
and that's where
his head was at the time
before prison he believed
in free love
shot up heroin
lived in roach infested flats
and danced like a hoodlum
he had a woman once
who left him while
he was still doing time
her parting words 'i must
be free' ring out in
the terror of the night
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Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Last updated February 02, 2012