It’s 9/11 Day
I feel all jumpy
and June Taylor
legs-high inside.
What will Rudy say?
The road ahead’s bumpy
I miss Norman Mailer
No, I don’t, I lied
Will towers fall or sway?
Will I wake grumpy?
Vlad the Impaler
wearing Jan 6 pride?
We have lost our way,
universe all lumpy,
days grow drear and paler
as if Santa Claus had died.
Pablo Neruda, stay!
lightning cracks all clumpy
I’m a dark sea-tossed sailor.
No land ahead, I cried.
No land ahead, I cried.
This content originally appeared on CounterPunch.org and was authored by John Kendall Hawkins.
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