It’s
not so much
The
yellow pajamas
Or
the fuzzy blue socks
That
made it seem so bad
It
was his look
The
one in his eyes
Where
the sparkle should be
Lonely
sad and hopeless
Wondering
how much more
How
many sleepless nights
With
the other inmate’s
Shuffling
aimless feet
Walking
past his door
Relentless
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