seesaw

and I
don't
know
where am I now
and I
don't
dare
to look around
and all
I
hear
is...
slash of the waves, cracks of the planks, crew on the deck, rope around my neck

wind is light
knot is tight
stool is still
mind is ill

and I
don't
know
where am I now
and I
don't
dare
to look around
in the breeze
I
hear...
please don't go