Raindogblue

Jack

Jack’s drunk again.

Grumpy and I ask 

him to move along.

Jack growls at us,

“Stupid, Fucking,

Punk-Ass Bitches.” 

Wrong answer.

En route to sleeping

it off in the tank,

Jack complains, 

“Dog, why you 

doing this to me? 

You know in your heart

it’s wrong.”

Jack, you need

to stop drinking

or learn to be civil

and curb your tongue.

“Fuck, that!

You don’t know shit!”

Red

 

 

Despite the Score.

Despite the score, despite the scorn,

Cisco and Judy are together again.

Fresh outta jail, he’s moved back in.

The first beef, the first bruise

will be all too soon.

Bunk

Bunk is not bad dope,

it’s fake dope. 

Usage.

Officer: He had a baggie in his pocket with yellow-white powder inside. We tested it. It wasn’t meth. It’s not cocaine. It’s nothing. He bought a bag of bunk.

Three

 

Pen to Paper

Today, the department’s

report writing software crashed.

Putting pen to paper, 

I scrawled out 19 pages

the hard way.

Blue: Two

 

 

Blue

 

Start to the Week

I checked court last night,

no court today,

and both trials

for Tuesday

have been set over.

It’s a promising

start to the week.

Care in Blue

A Sergeant on A Shift’s wife has terminal cancer.

Other Sergeants, Lieutenants, and even the Chief

have volunteered to work his shifts for him,

so he can stay home and help his family.