The canoe has a hole in it


Still we took it out so far

And travelled all the coves


No one is in the houses 

Only buzzards flying above us

Time is owned by the trees


I didn’t know what I was doing

Driven by an undercurrent of should’as 

And burdening financial fear


Come and bail me out

Roll me up and drop me over

Let me go where I am asleep


What’s a pirate’s treasure

Hidden in the ancient rocks

Of a seabed of petrification 


What’s it say for you to do

Give me back my money

Shut the door turning your eyes away


I say I love you. I love you

What’s that mean? What does it?

Getting shoved into the water wheel


This poem is about: 
My family


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