Thanksgiving Jumbo Jet

Let's workshop this poem about the moments prior to a crash of a passenger plane on Thanksgiving

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Thanksgiving Jumbo Jet

If time remains before
we knowingly are to be
gobbled by calamity 
(when all left to do

is to submit to that 
hush), eyes entangle
in manhandling hunt
for some reason beyond

Now what’ll we do?—
perhaps into I must 
see your bald despair
to soften the edge of mine.

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