While in Skagit County Jail in 2011, I was writing songs and the cops (having said before they needed me to be done with that) planted a letter within my personal belongings and I saw it when I got my folder back days later. The letter said, You will need to ask the deputy to see your police reports. When I showed it to the deputy, he said, We don't use those. I really think that was their way of making me stop writing songs and making art that depicts the system as failing and society as wrong. After finishing this poem, the deputy came by and went Hmph when he saw me writing! Well, here goes nothing.