Notes for a poem

Writing this poem will require going back to the Su Ho Paper Museum to write down what exactly was written on that paper salvaged from the WTC post 9-11.

The notes scrawled on that piece of paper seemed to reflect on a job/self-assessment ending with the words Mom, Granny - leading me to believe that the writer was reflecting on where some of his negative tendencies/patterns developed from. I am thinking that the unusual language of that text could be rescrambled and transformed ino a last note to loved ones on knowing that the writer would not get out of the WTC alive. Maybe it is because of all the notes left by the West Virginia miners to their loved ones in their final moments that this crosses my mind.