Legs Poem by Ben Banda

Legs! Legs!
What are you legs?
In streets,
legs, legs__
Only legs,
That rush for food,
And that dally,
Some for mysteries__
All but legs.
O legs!
I see you all over,
But do you,
Have an eye for me?
O legs!
Legs!
You legs,
Bethink legs,
That when I grow,
I’ll never see you,
Ghostly,
I’ll tell you,
Goodbye legs!
I’ll die from you,
For I’ll be risen up,
Risen over legs,
Risen over you legs.

(Dec 1994)