Stark Hunter Poet Free verse

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From the anthology, Scenes From the Cerebellum, a work in progress.

Like Cool Hand Luke

Like Cool Hand Luke

They put me inside the Box.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
A long night inside the Box in the dark;
Off yonder I can hear the hounds a baying.
Ostracized from the inside group,
The inclusive cool cloud of friends, and rightly so.
They put me inside the Box for having a backbone.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
Treating me like a dead man, 
With no memory, heartbeat or name,
Just a dead dude, cast away like a detested rock,
Thrown to the dark part of the back garden,
To make clear for the new trees, and rightly so.
They put me inside the Box, for having a backbone.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
I sit alone and pray now, 
And wait for the approaching footsteps,
And the jangling of certain keys outside my locked door.
Have pity on me Boss! I promise not to talk no more!
They put me inside the Box.
Like Cool Hand Luke, they did.
A long night inside the Box in the dark.
Off yonder I can hear the hounds a baying.

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