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Jet airliners crashing the World Trade towers
I left the house unemployed dilapidated
as wrecked on Xanax as I was parted from Cisco
unaware this day separated from before.
The next month Lewis and I drove to New York 
8-foot chain link fencing covered in tarpaulin privacy
pungent burning debris and fire-hose water.
Nine Eleven a trigger train breathing fire on Iraq
then ISIS and millions exiled from the Middle East.