Jettisoned in short order
back to the bluegrass
back to herrington lake from alligator lake
my 87 y.o. future uncertain
a man of my means with no means
to stick on with someone,
an orphan to the world
all of my lovely loves
shifting around like shrimp
searching for clear water

buffeted like a parachutist
falling through turbulent air
the plane lands with a thump,
and I’m sore everywhere
especially in the heart