so it has been years
and i still can’t think clearly
about what happened that day
some memories hang there
staccato moments
vibrantly in a jumble

the cabinet i was building
fell apart two heavy mirrored
rectangular doors falling
hurting me

then i heard that the
world trade center had been hit
by one plane on accident
or on purpose who
knew then

when most of were watching
the second tower was hit
by a second jetliner
it flew right into the skin
of the sky scraper
leaving a plane
silhouette

then an explosion
silent on live TV
you were shaking inside
as…