Cells
Bill Schulz
once
I was hit hard
so hard
each cell
bruised
still
I’ll cry
for
once
the door
opened
the woman
left and
five men
shook
me
wrists hurt
first
or
the heart
mostly
I sat
on a bed
for hours
waiting
wait while
another guy
is hit hard
in all that dark
to myself
I said good-bye
good
good-bye