Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBAZoRBDD9k
One of the first times I went to jail, it was in Polk County for public intox. Drunk in public. I was homeless for years, where else was I supposed to get drunk?
They took me to the station booked me, and gave me my phonecall. I called the bail bonds. They wanted collateral. I didn't have anything. To act tough, I said, "F**k you." and hung up.
The cop asked if I felt suicidal. I didn't but in my drunken stupor, I said, "I wish I were dead, you f*****g pig."
My next steps were to a small room with a drain in the middle of the floor. They had me strip all my clothes off and gave me a paper gown. It was the worst ten hours in jail I ever spent. Then, I did wish I was dead.
I was released the next morning. Kind of sober, and kind of glad to be alive. I changed into my clothes. I found two valiums in my back pocket. I took them quickly and thought I need to find a safer place to get drunk.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBAZoRBDD9k
Here is a link to my YouTube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published books, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, and Sleep Always Calls. They are all available on Amazon.
www.thomaswcase.com
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Life on the Front-line, Life as it can be when things get out of control. This is Fabulous Stream of Consciousness Raw Word Thomas. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
Thanks for sharing your experiences Thomas. I have never been to jail but more than once, being considered a danger to myself and others,I have been locked into one of those windowless, toiletless concrete cells at the back of the hospital ER, suffered those endless hours of withdrawal, been refused medication by sadistic nurse/jailers, truly wished to die. I know firsthand what a small yet beautiful blessing it was to find those two valiums. I am feeling sick just thinking about those times. Your writing always speaks strongly to me. Thanks again. MSB
Such an interesting twist at the end...the lesson learned is not to get drunk but find the safer place.
Paper gowns are like hospital gowns...not very private.
j.
Interesting read, a perspective I've never experienced. Curt, to the point, no bullsh*t. I'm happy you've chosen to write, thanks for the transparency.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..