Doing time in a cushioned cell.
Pillow bars and blanket shackles
bind me to this time and place.
Escape is possible,
but the insurmountable odds
should not be ignored.
The judge sentenced me harshly,
doomed to an eternity of straining
against comfy chains
Work release is my best shot,
ironically enough, for freedom.
I'll have to make a coffee break for it.
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