Wednesday, September 12, 2001

Thousands Slipped Through Time

thousands slipped
through time.

Cascade of ashes
drizzled the color of death
in slow motion.
Thousands slipped
through time,
millions watched
in horror.

Slowly and easily,
the poison seeped,
we sat still through the drone
of news reports,
I sat still in shock.

Slow and and an easy
life, a commodity,
freedom, just in time,
as thousands slipped through
time as time
slipped through millions.