Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

And Now I’ve Left Myself - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

there’s no bottom haunt
I come back with the thunder
and yellow light of dawn
I don’t know what I’ve been doing
I don’t know where I’ve been
the spirit intruder in the shell of nothing
humus homo still loveable
I love myself again
but best of all I love
the time I’ll leave again

©Miroslava Odalovic

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 17, 2011

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