an invisible body yells in his baritone tuba as i slam the shield upon the tile and stand guard in my holey black jumpsuit of colored circles along the kneecaps and ankles and my totally ruined cowgirls boots as i watch both my big toes wiggle like night crawlers inside the burnt hot pink leather that protected my naked feet then switch my eye ball and witness the officers break formation and surround the prisoners while providing the inmates with fresh food and water , and escorting them back into their individual cells .