Alchemist of the Neon Void, from “Nevada’s Death Row”
Between the two and the twelve
Where the nine chambers meet the house the ghost
And the old skin is torn
He draws the lines that bind the breath
Geometry of sacred grace
Applying math to mash the death
And find the hidden face
Psychic dissection through acrylc ink
The moth embraces flame
He is the bridge, the missing link
AIQ Beker’s 36- the number and the name
The weight of light within the lead
Transforming every iron gate
To golden threads instead.

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https://www.prisonprofessors.org/profiles/william-billy-keck

“17 Years Locust”
I have learned the value
Of self-sacrifice so that I shall not
Shink in the hour of trial but
that thus my name will be written on high…

The human will, that force unseen….
The offspring of a deathless soul can
hew a way to any goal, though walls of granite intervene.

I am not impatient in delay
But wait as one who understands
When spirit rises and commands
The Gods are ready to obey

The watchers have been heard
The handshake has been sealed
in blood
Together we shall rise
To stand upon the ashes
Of the old empire
The spirit of freedom surrounds us
The freedom of spirit
Reigns within.