The blind man runs
for president
knowing only darkness
his platform proclaims
he alone is best suited
to recognize the light
by touch
he will find the sun
The blind man knows
Nothing
the nothing
that
he is
and that
nothing
he
will become
but cannot see
the
relevance
from
the backseat
of his father’s Ford
with no one
to drive
and
his date
walking home
in a dark
not
his own