FLIGHT 175 - Poem

 

FLIGHT 175

 

How quickly the molecules 

Hammered into a 767 

Disperse into a fiery cloud. 

 

On the ground a full wheel lands, 

But the rest becomes dust 

Floating amidst the falling paper. 

 

Time is divided into before 

And after, and the after into 

The inconceivable, the unknown

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