This is a story from one inmate who discribed some of his
crimes and is still alive.
Here you do not choose the meal, here you are prepared
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James, you mentioned this poem in a comment on another poet's poem which i read yesterday. i've been here and won't read poem or my comments again. i don't remember the illustration; o.k. reread the very end of the poem and i wonder if that is a Karen-sandwich. a very classy picture. i send greetings your way. CATCH! that a boy. bri :)
and are those colored balls in the photo the pills the killer consumed before he did the ghastly deeds? ? ? :) bri
for just a moment i thought i'd put this into February's showcase this year. no, i guess not! ! :) bri