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Air Care


The avian ambulance
is making yet another flight
between its perch atop
University Hospital
and those accident sites 
that fate has sprinkled
about town:

On roads, in factories
and backyard pools,
the salty taste of blood
in someone’s mouth, 
a poorly remembered
prayer on someone’s lips.

Its perch just a mile⎯
as the crow and the dove fly⎯
from our house,
we see this techno angel
throughout the day,
and hear the beat
of its tired but
determined wings
throughout the night.

We cannot know, of course,
the precise nature of the “Oh my God!”s
and the “Someone call for help!”s
from which it races to and from.
But we can hope for the victims
just as easily as we can
imagine their families
giving chase in their cars:

Wishing every light
would just turn green⎯
Damn it!⎯
and that the whirly-bird
will touch down softly,
as softly as night turns to day. 




Steve Kissing is author of the childhood memoir, RUNNING FROM THE DEVIL (Crossroad Books, 2003). He writes a monthly column,
ODD MAN OUT, for CINCINNATI MAGAZINE, for which he has won multiple awards. His poems have appeared (or soon will) in journals
such as: THICK WITH CONVICTION, BEST POEM, POETRY FRIENDS, BOSTON LITERARY MAGAZINE and PATERSON
LITERARY REVIEW.

  

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