story129.xml
Title
story129.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2002-03-04
911DA Story: Story
This is a poem wriiten for a missing friend, by my husband Joseph Franklyn McElroy
For Chris Hanley, Friend, Advisor, Missing:
I keep wondering, what am I supposed to do?
I existed, until two days ago, with purpose
That now exists as tissue in the rain.
My resolve disolves and forms
Little slimey lumps that are thrown away.
Tossed into a trash can , which I could
Shake like a giant King Kong.
I wish I were a large gorilla,
Able to swat planes out of the sky,
Then perhaps I could dream about
Bananas again, and days in the sun.
For Chris Hanley, Friend, Advisor, Missing:
I keep wondering, what am I supposed to do?
I existed, until two days ago, with purpose
That now exists as tissue in the rain.
My resolve disolves and forms
Little slimey lumps that are thrown away.
Tossed into a trash can , which I could
Shake like a giant King Kong.
I wish I were a large gorilla,
Able to swat planes out of the sky,
Then perhaps I could dream about
Bananas again, and days in the sun.
Collection
Citation
“story129.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed April 18, 2024, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/4599.