And one is here
seriously considering moving on to something else
total that I was a worker in a service station
Perfume street vendor
ice cream man
kiosk employee
telephone operator in remittance
vendor of pastafrolas and breads

and one is here
bearing the weight of literature
signing papers that will be devoured
by some starving rat in the
basements of the Ministry of Education.

I will become a poet
I have already decided
in that divine and peculiar way
I will have a good future
i will pay taxes
and I will enjoy a decent retirement
I will travel to the South in a combi
with other retirees
in Madryn I will photograph whales
remembering with joy
the happy day that I took
the decision.

I will take the step.
I will be a poet!
How the hell did I not consider it before!
One should be more lenient with himself and with the old man he will be.