The WTC Divers

 

We sliced off gravity's tendons and her bones.

We cleaned her flesh and floated long and high

through a sky built with dust and steel and stones.

Now we follow secret currents to a secret sky.

 

We float for so long we fall asleep

and dream we're falling. We wake up

floating still. We dreamed we leaped

and fell, and find we haven't stopped

 

floating. We've left our children

and our husbands and our wives.

We've left the world of weights and ends.

We've left our deaths, our lives.

 

We're so far up you can't see us wave.

We're sorry. We can't stay.

 

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