the jail lady
laughs.
she gets a kick out of you
running
all over town with your check book,
trying
to spring
someone from the slammer.
go here, no go there,
she says
on the phone.
keys on her belt.
gun in a holster,
sandwich in her hand.
open all day for misinformation.
try this,
she says, or this number.
I think you might have
some luck there.
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