Poem © 2001 D.L. Zimmerman, all rights reservedappears here by permission
...and then the whole thing broke.
Tangled all among itself.
Little, small, middle, big, and huge.
The choice
Take it or not -- It is ours.
We are all going to die. This is a fact that we have all seen before.
Are we all going to die due to the current "war" with terrorism?
No.
Most of us will be OK.
I put on my tie this morning and took it off when the day was done. Good
days work in between.
Will do it again tomorrow.
Fuck Anthrax.
Poem © 2001 D.L. Zimmerman, all rights reserved
appears here by permission
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