What is a boat good for
where there's no water?
A coma tied to dockside
missing it's blue waves.
What is poet's purpose
when he's a lousy knotter?
A lack of words on paper,
his mind is short of tales.
He's fishing for ideas
on a ship that won't sail,
oblivious to his surroundings,
he's only bound to fail.
Let the boat be the poet's attention.