Friday, June 5, 2009

March 9, 2009

Upon Seeing a Plane Crash

In the aftermath, among the
twisted wings and bouyant seats,

I hope they find a hand
clutching another hand.

And whether it was in desperation,
fear, or anger, we can all pretend

that in those last moments,
as the hushed corn rose to meet them,

there was love.

1 comment:

Clayton Bell said...

Beautiful sir, absolutely beautiful