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Form and content die together:

I am both unlucky and unhappy.

A friend gave me a tarot reading.

I fed the cards to a donkey.

The donkey, obsolete, becomes

a car that eats joyful moments.

The car dies after many terrible roadtrips’

headstrong, bickering lovers.

A boy takes headlights like these

to a shrine at the most dangerous

curve in the road; strangers

tossed from a window that

moments before let the wind

harass the driver’s vacation hair.

The boy does nothing. Says,

your bad luck is a headlight.

Camilo Roldan