The Neversink

Balanced on a Red Rider wagon, a wooden boat with flaking paint; split transom poorly repaired. Ten year olds with borrowed tools, untrained in fixing leaks, or boats, or knowing what a transom was. Christened the "Neversink," but often did, with bamboo fishing poles askew, the used nine sixteenth nut sinkers spilling into warm water; sunfish laughing. A doomed soup can ship, crewed by worms, going down. Young toes to search the liquid silt for clams.