Five Poems James Bybee James Bybee Page 1   Clue I got my first taste of freedom the day I emerged from prison. I began life anew, starting from scratch. My name cleared, I had been found innocent. I began to travel. I always felt someone was following me. There was someone following me. It was the guilty one. The one I went to prison for. Why are you following me? I asked. You bring me luck, he replied. He pulled out a gun. Why? I asked. I kicked him in the shin. He fell to the ground. I picked up the gun and shot him. I ran. Threw the gun into the river. They never caught me. Depth On a certain hilly landscape I watched as the sky fell. I watched as the moon broke. I saw armies defeat themselves. I heard bells lose their sound. I saw rain falling. On a certain hilly place I threw myself to the ground.