Dialing 911
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DIALING 911
towering building, dressed in pinstriped suit,
healthy, quietly dying. flying without web,
without wings. an abnormal workday,
smokes in the clouds. explosive wings
have penetrated upper office space.
God gazes out heaven’s window,
holds out his hand, ready to catch
each soul that lands on ashen pavement
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Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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