Cascadia Posted November 22, 2008 Report Share Posted November 22, 2008 Originally published: http://www.alightinthemirror.com/?p=49Boarding Callyour ticket bookedwithout alarm or announcementthis rainy nightin November, rightno refunds, exchangesno way to even change your mindall you have, is a moment tosay your sweet love goodbyesand as if on queue,they usher youto your placeat the front of the linethe attendants maketheir final callfor ticketed passengersto board this timeand with every beatand twitch of your feetthe captain starts the enginesand pulls awayand we all stareand watch you goleaving us allhere behindas you take offclime, ascendthe nurses takeyour baggage awayfor your soul departbut your body remainedlifeless and stillbut a framethis is the differencebetween airports and ICUsyour baggage alwaysstays behindnow you’re off, and freeremember meas I will surelyremember youand we’ll meet againwhen ink is pennedand I’m issued my ticketand boarding calluntil that dayI will live each daykeeping you in heartand mindas we leaveothers weepas another flightdeparts 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.Posted by B.L. McGarr on Saturday, November 22nd, 2008 at 2:46 am. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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