The Neck in Front of You

    —after Sgt. Jarrell

This is the line for the showers, where men
hold soap cases over their dicks. This is the line
for chow, where men say their Social, the last four,

to a woman at the door. This is the line to the room
of CS tablets on hot plates; where men exit
from the rear door with snot on their lips

and vomit in their mouths. You will know
the back of each head, the moles on necks
and ears, the hairline squared or rounded,


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