Memory
Day by day
my heart lingers
over a deadly day
a day darker
the dead of a night
the day of September eleven
openly souls to their eleventh hour
folks hymn sorrows
tasted salt-like drops
far, far
on my tube
my skin shiver
shriek to the sight of thousand
winding-sheets
Requiem! Requiem!!
In the air
pity, pity on the globe
die not sand-coated
how callous thy be.
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