post-soviet_

Everything’s compromised,

body, soul, objects.

Imposed hopelessness

pervades my being

and doing.

Time, people, society:

I am stripped naked

and tortured,

gleefully

onlookers cheer.

Futility overtakes,

I give up the race.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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