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Blue Skies

On the outside,
You can't see what's eating him.
No more treatments are available.
He lives on milky white liquid
Dinner pumped into his body at
84 ccs per hour,
A teaspoon every 3.57 minutes.
No one can say how many
More days, hours, or teaspoons.

I asked him what he wants
To pray for.
His eyes don’t open for
Most of our visit.
He says, “Blue skies.”

He is a pilot.

He flew in the war,
Then for two different commercial
Carriers over thirty-two years.
He averaged 423 passengers a week,
17,766 every twelve months. ...

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Current Life

I leave tomorrow.
Like an urchin
Feeding from the current,
Summer’s fall becomes
Frozen shores and
The terns will come again.
The moon brightens
The crab's nocturnal hunt
From the same burrowed hole as the