theprisoner6 (theprisoner6) wrote in 09_11_01,
theprisoner6
theprisoner6
09_11_01

Anniversary

Tell me,
what are we doing?

Charts, journals, symbols, and all the trappings of History
Moved back and forward
To assuage the moment
To render the wound latched again

That gaping hole in the Manhattan Skyline
Tooth for tooth
And how we smile crooked!

Gnashing gums
Bleeding colors of red and blue
But most of all, green
With "In God We Trust" emblazoned
On the soot-covered bodies

And tenderly with parcels,
We open our lives again.

Yet one item is unopened
Unaddressed,
The seal impossible to steam away ...

perhaps another bomb will save our eyes the trouble.

Copyright ©2005 William T. American
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