Sixth anniversary. I remember
Someone in Sainsbury’s supermarket
Telling me that hot day in September
2001 that the towers were hit.
I needed somewhere fast where I could sit
And listen to the news. My old green Ford
Sierra Sapphire afforded me it,
And as I tuned in, that is when I heard
The second tower had fallen like a sword
In the west’s south side. Could they dismember
It? By evening, as three stunned housemates met
To watch, no invasion came from abroad.
Assassin’s sudden stab, retreat, ember
Of history’s end and heedless profit.
Tue 11 Sep 2007
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