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There is omniscient God
And there is Ultra Sound Lady
And then there is Me
With 24 hours left ahead to wonder.

Two of the three knows my fate.

Cool blue goo swiped across my body
And the nice lady
Pats my bare thigh so intimately so compassionately
With such a sense of genuine comfort
That I wonder if she does that
All day long
With all her pan of patients
Rolled like dough beneath her hands on a dinner table

Or if perhaps we had made a connection
Or if it was just ultra sound code for good luck
Or hang in there
Or was it the first of many explanations beginning with,
“I’m sorry I have to tell you…”

But anyway she said to go ahead and let my breath go
And that it was over for the day.

As if I were her husband
Dressing in front of her
In our morning bedroom
I fastened my buttons and tucked my shirt
Zipped my pants and re-tied my tie

Chatting small talk about anything and everything
But for what was truly in front of us both
Along with fate
For the rest of the day.

Two know the truth
While the other dares not ask.

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