Shapes in the day

I laid my head

on the water in my bed.

Recall what you said

Shapes on my mast’s head

Could you know mine?

Do you know mine?

Two balls on thread

Do you know mine?

Becalmed for days

My ribs want for your ways

No more delays

There’s bite on my breakaway

Be my ensign

Cat’s paws ablaze

Draw my great spine

on your waterline

Just replace all my ballast stones

I’ll find my way back home