Plane filled with passengers
Air conditioned vents dulled the engine's roar
Seat buckles clicked like cocking guns
and ear phones shackled minds to LDMonitors embedded behind
someone else's skull
Mother sits at home on a moth-eaten sofa
chomping on stale apple pie and CNN reruns
expecting the latest on her son's soon departure and
early arrival
While brother raises acoustics on the better mousetrap
mouse scampers, ears plunging, toward her children,
skurry nest
no droppings tonight
Baptist missionary blondes the earth with gold preachings
fingers pointing to trees' designs and crystalline rays
North Dakota ranch houses and Nebraska plains
leveled blue skies
Up in the frozen tundra of Northwestern Iowa
an old man lying dystrophied in bed
meets the eyes of his son-in-law and says I don't care
about the rest
Take care of my daughter
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