Prison shuffle

I refuse to shuffle
that slow
going nowhere
that prisoners do
without thinking
forming lines
slush of shh shh
soft shoes
on concrete
stone floors
it is just
‘what you do’
with nowhere to go
but time
I refused
I’d stop
let a gap develop
& walk across that
& I see it now
in bargain stores
grey forms
in baseball caps
& trainers
heads down
soft shoe shuffle
in lines
people who prisons
have never seen
but somehow
they know
where they are
their place


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