leading with QUESTIONS
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
 
de(con)struction
The dust cloud.
When the towers came down the dust cloud came out.
When big things fall down thick clouds go up and cloak
the disaster and choke and confuse all who are near.
What I understood, what I built and put together
fell down. I stand enveloped in the cloud not knowing
what remains or what is gone. Just choking
Confused. 'Stuck in a moment.'

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