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Ricochet

I stood all the doorways
Shipwrecked by the night
Stardust named my bits
And the myths did not know
Whether it was the bullets or the heart

No staircase no upper floor
I sun burst bruised each step
Said all the poems written long ago
Were they just whispers words fallen apart

Air ate mist
Mist ate my breath
Nowhere could I go
Bounced back by darts

Ricochet

©Miroslava Odalovic

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