Espejito, espejito: Poesía

𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚓𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚓𝚒𝚝𝚘,

𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚓𝚘?

𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊?

𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜?

𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜?

𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗?

𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜?

𝚈 𝚜𝚒 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛, 𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚓𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛la 𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚗 y sacarla del montón 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚊?

𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓬𝓪 Carrasco