NAKEDNESS AND WILD FLOWERS

Yes, I opened myself

I laid the cards with my problems

And I stood naked in the middle of the square

With a tiny voice I begged the passers-by to see them

But they stared only at my nakedness

Through their fashionable dark safety glasses

Someone came from behind laying a coat under my feet

I didn’t turn watching the cards with no care of myself

They threw stones at me even they I regarded as friends

The others threw bread and coins at my face

A young woman came, she undressed and stood by my side

She asked if I want her and if she can play the cards

She laid a flower on each card then she walked away

She was a queen of hearts with wild flowers in her hand

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