9-11-2001

Today all the minutes swell
and anticipate the explosion
of heroes on the grass.
Landmarks fortunate to be seen
entirely underestimated by fate
and any ordinary circumstance.
The time of pleasure, or patience
on another moment in the sun
somehow more pleasurable.
Pause for a calm of breath,
how severe a cut can be
simple as blood slips from an eye.
The day has a lessening guality-
human denial to arrogance
then rage.
Escape the shackles
stack the dogs,
smile pretty.