When I came back from Enrichment, the room was dark.
Some teacher came in
In the middle of something I can’t remember.
She held conference with my teacher
And then the TV was on –
You know the one:
The big black thing,
With the huge, wheeled base.
We saw buildings on fire.
Or maybe just the smoke.
I can’t remember registering what was happening;
I just remember going home.
It’s funny how one day can change a nation
And a phone number.