09/11 Poem by Leslie Philibert

09/11



An afternoon of dark flowers.
Werner told me,
there were bad men in flight.
Then we sat in a broken circle,
as if the air was forbidden
with stopped time,
the room choked with dust.

Monday, February 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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