Ezekiels Witness

Ezekiel’s Witness David J Walker It was the Spring before Eddie died that Fall The graveled back road leading to the end of the airport runway and an audible adventure In the perfect evening air no wind as the light defused into the equinox sky we parked his Buick on the leeward side of the barbed wire fence just beyond the runway and stood in the chilled and perfectly stilled night air Where we became four animated fixtures beckoning to the coming Continental Airliner watching it grow nearer bigger louder roaring rattling our bones in the backwash of a passenger jet landing on time in the middle of nowhere Ezekiel bore witness to the wheel in the wheel Way up in the middle of the sky Ezekiel bore witness in the valley of bones Dry but not lifeless Eddie left a note naming the boys who would Bear the pall of his casket It was the fall of our senior year