My vessel remains unbuilt.
Some nights I stargaze –
I do not have two left paws
when it comes down to the use of saws
or a hammer or even the sandpapers.
I learn to tread on the water instead.
The process takes several decades
before I perfect my stread.
At first, I’ll drown, die, waste,
and then drag my tired legs
paddling beneath the surface,
but one day I walk towards you
with my proposal to
extricate the world in pairs on a drizzly day.
Illustration Nick Victor
Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’, ‘A Place For Your Ghost Animals, Understanding The Neighborhood’, ‘Scratches Within’, ‘Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems’, ‘Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems’ and now ‘Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel’ (Alien Buddha Press)