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Two Seconds

Two seconds

The bomb went off

Shrapnels flying in every direction

All of them

Somehow landing onto me

Two eyes glinted with no spark

Through metal bars,

Met mine

For two seconds and fled

Gunpowder clouded the air

I took cover

Behind the glass

When I came out,

Everything was gone

The door closed,

The skies dimmed,

Rain fell

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Should I have ran out

To stop the blast?

There was no time

To disarm.

BOOM!

The imminent clash,

Fragments of shells

Too quickly, too deep into my skin

An engine fired

Wheels turned toward the road,

I was alone

I didn’t bleed

Even as shrapnels

Continued to explode

Within me

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I ran back

To my quarters,

Safe from further harm

Too late

To stop the rapid poison of lead

Now spreading through my veins

In just two seconds

The world ended,

Time frenzied,

Tears fell

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Two seconds

Life resumed,

Forever changed.

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Two Seconds

📝 Natalia Go

November 27th, 2019

Along the Neon Prism

City lights, cheery sounds;

along the neon prism, I claimed a corner.

Between the Incas and the pandas,

the eastern dragon ahead;

I taste the lukewarm comfort of your cheap pottage

and found none.

In between paper cheese and liquid sugar,

I take and blow a misty whiff

hoping a second’s stillness would remind me

of what I’m doing here…

If I ever did know.

 

Amid your lovers, vagrants, and sleepwalkers,

I try to speed by;

afraid for my face to disappear

among theirs.

Pray tell me why

after the dancing waters and the desert snakes,

I’m still out here in this faux

Ville de Lumière,

driven from my temporary corner

to this windy plaza

by sandy-fringed babble.

I watch as your sleepwalkers head back to dreams

while I walk again on sore leather

to your lazy wagon;

back to my strange desert home.

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📝 Natalia Go

Written August 10th, 2019