Just hour to go. My last day on the job
Early retirement. Not my idea
Doctor's orders. Heart condition
"Angina", he calls it
I'm polishing my badge and getting myself used to the idea of saying "Goodbye" to it
It and the years of protecting and serving and tears and...
blood and terror, triumph that represents
I'm thinking of Aileen's slow smile about the thick fat steak she picked up at the butcher's today
I'm thinking about the one loose end I haven't tied up
A young girl who's out there somewhere