The Poet

The poet is against himself,
in constant struggle for air

as his wor(l)ds rust.

Recycling his anticorrosive eyes
and indelicate thoughts,
he tries to find immortality
but fate always arrives
before air can get in and out 
of his lungs again.

Karla Bardanza

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