Newly Published
Mind to Mind  |   September 2019
So Many
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  • This poem is one of the finalists of Anesthesiology’s 2018 annual creative writing competition, The Letheon.
    This poem is one of the finalists of Anesthesiology’s 2018 annual creative writing competition, The Letheon.×
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Mind to Mind
Mind to Mind   |   September 2019
So Many
Anesthesiology Newly Published on September 18, 2019. doi:10.1097/ALN.0000000000002997
Anesthesiology Newly Published on September 18, 2019. doi:10.1097/ALN.0000000000002997
It’s not just the dead that rattle like dry leaves
across stone cold ground, moving at the wind’s will.
The living, too, blown by chance and choice,
scrape along the pavement. Men, mostly,
thirty, forty, fifty, most don’t make sixty.
Never got the hang of it, work, wife, family.
Had a job once, had several.
Had a girl once, had several,
had a truck, a car, a flatscreen. Good money,
roofing, paving, lobstering.
Then came the accident, the back ache,
the break-up, the heart ache,
the not showing up on time, one time too many.
And everything returned to the dust from which it came,