Still FallingA Poem by Ruben OrtellaoFree Verse
Did you close your eyes? Did you think of them?
Memories come every year and I weep, alone and wondering if at the top and at the end you had a fear of heights as if the answer could make a difference. Yet I'm dismayed to watch it again, acrophobic, imagining... a room afire and the smoke making signals to the World no easy means of escape, no places to hide, no exit. Suffocated in that vision, I stay breathless trying to perceive... Hot gasses in red eyes begging for the luxury of fresh air a burning window and the fall-space, coin with just one side pieces of crystals in livid hands without time to wave sticky blood warming fingers in a last cold morning. And I weep, helpless and thinking in what you saw from above that pandemonium of alarms, yelling and the sound of the fire just an instant to decide how to face it, how to accept it an instant in which you may comprehend our brevity. Perhaps, you could say goodbye... Did you have time? Did you close your eyes? Did you think of them? in their faces, their eyes, their voices, their scents... Behind, below... inside...Death, waiting for your decision... And I weep for your innocence... for your panic...for you I'm with you now, terrified... yet, I can't follow you... But you drag me and I jump with you, as every year as the only way I can remember you...feeling you, being with you ... And I weep...recoiling to that morning that will live in infamy in its intense impact, in those... images Because the towers disappeared in its collapse but you, through the years, ...you're still falling... © 2010 Ruben OrtellaoReviews
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