Somewhere in this sargasso mind
Floats just the jetsam that I need.
The task at hand is just to find
That bit among this tangled weed.
There I spy a piece of dross
I needed just a day ago.
Just what for, I’m at a loss,
I’ll take it with me even so.
Perhaps just having it at hand
Will provide the needed spark.
As I bend to rinse it free of sand,
At just that moment, I spy the shark.
In my hands, I find a gaff
“Just what I need”, I think, and laugh!