When I came back
from discovering America
unfinished phrases drifted in the wind
samara for commas
and the wind tied my reed flute
into a knot.
My old clothes were returned to me
re-cut in my absence
to fit the image you had of me.
When I put them on
they split at the seams.
- Bogomil Gjuzel
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WOW! Where did you find this? And what the heck do you think it means?
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