The Firing Line

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The Firing Line 6.4.17

I don’t know where to go now
When the world is making faces to me.
I can’t hide from that where I live.
In the middle of the firing line I fume
Like a gunpowder echoing wounds
To my own beating heart.
© Yelling Rosa
6/4 –17

PS If you are interested in Latin, browse my Latin-English example phrases at:
http://www.yellingrosa.com/Latin FlipBook by Yelling Rosa/

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