a wanderer

i wear my past as if it were my heritage.
a little tight, worn here and there, tailored
to the old fashion, allows me to recognise
my reflection in the pupils of one’s eyes,
even if it is only a glance of indifference.
and if i feel too comfortable with that gaze,
i ask for directions to some random place
and continue my peregrinations aimlessly.
i wear my past as if it were my future,
indefinitely.

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