Poems

2 Weeks After 9/11

will there ever come

an end to this numbing suffering

the inner ache that permeates

each passing hour since

and shadows every eye

how sweet would be release

passage from this restless

p e n e t r a t i n g

unease

some blissful slip

back into that space

where we forget

just how temporary

e v e r y t h i n g

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