One of my greatest days, walking endlessly through a very foreign, and strangely familiar, town.
Kowloon
I didn’t know where I was
I didn’t know who I was
I just walked.
Perhaps the length of Kowloon
No reason but to see
And smell
And listen
Perhaps the length of China
I had no idea
But what I saw!
What I smelled!
What I heard!
Perhaps I never left Star Harbour
It didn’t matter
I was there. I was I.
Walking.