Ah!
Kencom
Like a reed
At this Kencom bus stop
Or a kite in the wind
Only untethered you were
But perhaps tied you were
In a knot invisible to my nakedness of vision
Is this death by the seashore
Or merely the swinging affection
Of the seesaw?
Leaving the world behind
Taboo ideas crystalize
As i try to unsee
The swirling elements of desire
You see
Am also legally blind
Unsupposed to see these things
Depart now i must - i believe
To rediscover my equilibrium
Or is it to overcome
My tentative disequilibrium?
