Last Stop Bubbles A Lost Blondie Verse Tale Part One
I. Prison Blues and Familiar FacesBuzzed in and buzzed out,Cameras tracking shadow withGlass eye and red blinking lightOne last fuck-up, one lapse in judgmentTo send black ass backunder boot of man.No luck, no attempt,Just shuffling feet.Trading orange jumpers for denim and whites,A pair of Jordan’s no memory of owning,There’s a pocket worth of change and a broken watch,That skips back and forthTick, tock, four and sixFive years skipped, faded to nothingBehind concrete and ironHolding court...
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