The Micawber

she turned time to dust
and with its
immortal remains
draped the unfair turns
canopied the unkind curves
time had strewn in her path
and left her
homeless, hopeless
she was ready now
to revel in time’s wreck
to rise from its hell

~~~~~

Asha Seth

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