SONNET 74
But be contented dear: when that false arrest
Without all bail shall carry me to prison fast away, unless
my walk hath in this line some interest the light was green not red.
Which for all eternity with thee shall still stay a travesty.
When thou reviewest this bust for jaywalking, thou dost review the limits of my soul.
The very part was consecrate to the day was FrYday the 13th:
The Policeman can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is mine and hers not the prison wardons, they want the better part of me tis true:
So then thou hast but lost the honesty of life's ticketing,
The prey of worms, my body being dead on Cellblock Three at La Plata County Jail,
The coward conquest of a wretch's knife like attitude for jaywalkers in general,
Too base of thee to be remembered lest the Judge add time upon more time.
The worth of that is that which it contains one more sordid meal in stir,
And that is this I will be free, and this with thee remains never to walk against the light again. Reformed reformor out on bail.

SONNET 74
But be contented: when that fell arrest
Without all bail shall carry me away,
My life hath in this line some interest,
Which for memorial still with thee shall stay.
When thou reviewest this, thou dost review
The very part was consecrate to thee:
The earth can have but earth, which is his due;
My spirit is thine, the better part of me:
So then thou hast but lost the dregs of life,
The prey of worms, my body being dead,
The coward conquest of a wretch's knife,
Too base of thee to be remembered.
The worth of that is that which it contains,
And that is this, and this with thee remains.