Killed September 11, 2001
You can believe that God exists
but the devil’s a way of talking. Yes,
except that demons are us in disguise
as angel voices. They never surprise
but confirm our hatreds. We easily miss
that they’re nonsense messages, an excuse
to megaphone the ego’s madness.
She was a musician, so was used
to leaving her body and strolling through
the wide avenues and sunny porticoes
that melody built. She had an ear
for what was beyond herself, was more
than her wishes. Therefore, I hear
her lovely harmonics in that terrible roar.