Ride
You never asked for
the ticket someone bought for
you on this zigzag train ride
and after stations and stairs
climbing euphoria and diving to deep
regret you look ahead hoping
your next station will be
a new start for better
and nicer things
yet so long as you carry
by your side
diminutive envy
and great jealousy
harassing littleness and envy
every stop you make
and every little indulgence you fall into
leads you to the same first step
back to your starting point
Libros Libertad 