A Light in the Mirror

your ticket booked
without alarm or announcement
this rainy night
in November, right

no refunds, exchanges
no way to even change your mind
all you have, is a moment to
say your sweet love goodbyes

and as if on cue,
they usher you
to your place
at the front of the line

the attendants make
their final call
for ticketed passengers
to board this time

and with every beat
and twitch of your feet
the captain starts the engines
and pulls away

and we all stare
and watch you go
leaving us all
here behind

as you take off
clime, ascend
the nurses take
your baggage away

for your soul depart
but your body remained
lifeless and still
but a frame

this is the difference
between airports and ICUs
your baggage always
stays behind

now you’re off, and free
remember me
as I will surely
remember you

and we’ll meet again
when ink is penned
and I’m issued my ticket
and boarding call

until that day
I will live each day
keeping you in heart
and mind

as we leave
others weep
as another flight
departs on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.

They always depart on time.