To Be Read By Anyone When Needed.

Know that if you ever think of yourself as Frank O’Hara addressing the Harbormaster,
doubting your abilities because you’re not where you want to be,
I will build and deploy a thousand submarines,
some made of twine,
some made of rowboats simply holding their breath,
because, trust me, you will not sink, because
you are a goddamn tiger of hope,
or … I’ll buy you a tiger of hope. I don’t know.
Do they still sell tigers of hope at the supermarket?
Because even if I made you smile at the thought of
me carrying a manically grinning beast up and
over the shoulder like a sack of potatoes,
its paw…