Anchor
Old ravaged hull
leaning on your side
all your life
anchored in the swam
in your comfort
you the static phenomenon
with thoughts of long voyages
that you never took
though today you decide to sever
your ties with the bog
and silently you lead
your arthritic joins uphill
step by step
moment by moment
to achieve the unachievable
when you reach the edge
of the abysmal precipice
you let yourself fall in the void
your last act of freedom
a bird that you weren’t
suddenly you become
in the anonymity of death
Libros Libertad 