GUILTY
Guilty, guilty, guilty
is your state of
agreement at the
beginning of the process
that starts at the
charge desk.
If you can’t find
someone guilty
of a crime, Find
them criminally
insane instead
using a police
psychiatrist
instead of
a courtroom appearance.
Put them somewhere
where they won’t
affect the business
of good people
doing peerless
work. Unjudged
they proceed with
the good work
of being inside
the working-timed
love of laughter
called Judgement Act.
With faceless authority
they judge us
behind the closed doors
of a hospital ward
where unbounded
by language
we scream for more
time to think
about the writing on the
walls of the booking establishment
where we buy our tickets
to flight, away from
the tears of plentiful
mordant soft
underfelt.
