Schultz bustles

Into the office,

Honest delight

On his face.

His expression


Five others:

Fellow prisoners,

Bunk mates,



Watchful as hawks,

Thick as thieves,

Closer than brothers.



Medical paraphernalia,

Bundled blankets,

Discarded cloths,

Soiled dressings,

Used crockery

And dark circles under eyes

Inform him

Of the night's activities

As no words could.

A gentle hand on the shoulder

Of the frail figure,

Propped up

On makeshift pillows;

An apologetic glance,

As the rest are ushered out

For roll call.

Wilson notwithstanding,

Nobody truly objects;

All will be well.

The ghost of a smile;

Kinch has understood.