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The pen the doctor used

to sign Jake’s hospital release


was heavy as a judge’s pen

freeing a man from prison


though not from the shackles

of parole.  As Violet wheeled him


to the hospital van, the morning

sunlight seemed unusually bright,


their weary eyes wincing

like an infant’s in a stroller.


Unbeknownst to the other,

each mused the hollow meaning


of “out,” the “out” forever welded

to the implacable steel of “patient.”

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Larry D. Thomas

Jake & Violet

(Terlingua, Far West Texas)

an rhp electronic chapbook





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