My Life Misspelled Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
My Life Misspelled
'after dark'
in a state of wake
the tune never sang
and I never knew who cared
who really cared
in a detached mismatched empty track
between the stars among the lines
of people and their words
of people and their words
and the meaning of their words
of people and their smiles
of people and their smiles
and the meaning of their smiles
of a life misspelled
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