“No. Sit.” (25/36)
Vonnets in an Airport Lounge
I didn’t mean … Sorry. I will leave now.
“Sir, I thought your plane was not for a while?
No. Sit. I want you to, if you allow,
relay how you both endured this trial.
Because when I look down at your left hand,
love has banded it with a golden ring.
I assume your marriage has spanned
these pains by tapping an inner wellspring
of strength. You are still married to her, yes?
Of course. It’s why you gush the way you do.
Earning through scars is why you can express
the feelings of a husband born anew.
I get impression, while today you spout
not oft is your true persona let out.”
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