Vencer

Self care
stunted by
heavy air;
Halting my
heavy limbs.

Reluctant lungs
heaving in
heavy air;
Survival instinct
wins again.

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Débil

I ran the tap until my pupils dilated
and my hands burned sunset red.
Until tears blurred the tiles on the wall.
Asessed yesterday’s grazes with a laugh.
Is this how to feel alive?