FREE VERSE AT 37,000 FEET: Wrote a new poem on the airplane the other day. Was thinking I should create a little chapbook, call it IN THE AIR or something like that. Anyway, here's the new one:

VACUUM
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When you have
endured
that first calamity --
been embraced
by love and then
suffocated
after it's sucked
out after all --
it is in
that moment
you first learn
what is gone
and what is left
to come.