Dear Molly
May i please call you Molly
Since I do not know
Your real name
I'd enquire but I do not know
If your guards would
Provide it or the address
Of your cell
Thank you for your hard work
We have lived in marvelous times
Together
I came in contact with your project
Today when it could have
Easily escaped my notice
I know they don't pay you
Very much
Easily described as chicken feed
By those who have power
Over your cell and the ones
Next door with presumably
Your friends
I doubt you have much
To chat about
Romances though I wonder
And what happens
To your projects
Once they go into
The cruel system
Where you now find yourself
Incarcerated
We both know that your
Judges were very hard
You had no lawyers
The automatic assumption was
You are guilty and must be
Punished to the fullest
You will not see the blue sky
You will not share a carefree life
That I would wish for you
So I provide this apology to you
Dear Molly
For my clumsy attempt
That resulted this morning's
Accident when my butterfingers
Dropped your egg
Barry G. Wick