Nine - Six Plus Five Words

That one day, With deadly intent Darkness descended In downtown Manhattan. Great buildings became Dust dancing for days On public display. Maybe they weren't All that well built? Or some secret dot org Owns the great guilt? If truth become known More blood be spilt. Better odds of being Struck by a meteor Than your passport Floats like a petal  Intact from hell To a welcome fact On Capitol Hill Where a fatal fungi Infects thoughts Rewarding even More bloodshed... Not enough dead? Dancing Welcome Meteor Fungi Petal 4th June,, 2016