Fly Tying Flash

I wrote this poem with ultimate respect for everyone involved in 9/11, this is deep shit from me

The scene starts as I open my eyes,
I'm seated at a desk cubicle, wearing a tie...
Where am I?
I see the gleam from a fax machine,
My desk is cluttered,
It says "lunch break" on the screen.
So I look up, there's a big xerox sign,
I must work here, but only, I'm not really this guy!
Hello?! Hello?!! Does anybody hear my voice?
"Yeah, we hear you," said somebody, "but whats that noise?"
Huh? Something was flying above us,
All of a sudden there was an explosion, I'm like "what the?!"
The building was shaking
"Everybody get low!!"
I had to find out, so I ran to the window..
That's when I saw the other building covered in smoke showers...
Suddenly I realized.. I'm in the twin towers..
My heart beating, now what do I do?
I looked out, there's another plane coming from the view,
"No!"
My teeth clenched as I stood back...
My life flashed and everything went black...