Kamilla Letrai

July 01, 2001 - Arad
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The stare of the flat pupil

Circularity is an overstatement.
Patterned like a Fibonacci spiral,
at the point of intersection, I warm up. Yet
the sunlight. Effortlessly. Passes through my chest.

Looking for a sign of understanding in your eyes...
The view is the empty sky. Ignoring one’s deepest prayers.

I am no stranger to beautiful, but empty sights
Dilated pupils. See them deepen, not ashore.
Yet another, uninvested micronaut,
Dismissing my most vulnerable thought.
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