GRINDER

GRINDER

Nothing is eternal
but you will do your best effort
Take out scissors knives
the grinder has arrived
blowing his whistle
Grinding songs
with desert sand
essential in the
counterpoint with the
dogs howling

Comes to wake up
magic splinters
that rejuvenate metal
Nothing is perfect
proclaims in the shadow
from the portal
Everything is dented
everything is damaged
minus the unbreakable edge
of the dreaded scythe

He crosses himself
turn around
follow your path
well you know
that on this street
there is no more life

Edgar Bueno
Feb-5-2024

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Taken from the book
The Third Phrase From The Sun
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BN4TLJK7/
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https://riistas.wordpress.com/
Edgar’s page on the Riísta blog
https://riistas.wordpress.com/libros-de-edgar-bueno
Other books by Edgar
The book of animals and parks of Venezuela
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0986LSYN7
The Book of Edgar
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09MJFGZG4