the right to remain silent

a million miles
of insanity
have brought
me here:

an open window;


a breeze flutters
the curtains.

i used to live in
New York—

what my parents
didn’t kill
that city did.

now i live in Ohio.

i remember sitting
in the back of
the squad car

the policewoman
reciting my
Miranda rights.

i told her to
to save her breath.

she recited them

with a big ass

you’ll always have
a place in my dreams.