through my tears
and blurry vision
I see the candles
spread out in parks
and streets
and shops
I see the pictures
of the missing
on fences and light posts
and windows
eerily, floating like
death itself
one glance downtown
I see the cloud
illuminated
brilliantly so bright
in the dark of night
dust of pain
of anguish
of the end

 

9-15-01

 

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