That’s Philip Seymour Hoffman
Wearing the red baseball cap
Head down,
in first class
I notice first his forearms
Distinctively his somehow
He does not look up
While I wedge my
suitcase through
Our eyes never meet
But we share a destiny
In this shared destination
I can feel safe now
On this
flight with him, this one
God has kissed, and blessed
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