Mockery, Leila Samarrai

In the words of a woman – a woman is dying
(an absurdity, a dream)

while she is traversing the centuries
(a hundred years in a minute)
secluded illusions hurl mockery at her
like sober sods
to a drunken passer-by

So, ask the circle how cruel and seductive
the Himalayan seclusion is within a cube


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